ASKING FOR A FRIEND #107

Imagine if you will, a small room in a dilapidated motel somewhere just outside Tallahassee.

ASKING FOR A FRIEND #107

Imagine if you will, a small room in a dilapidated motel somewhere just outside Tallahassee.

Imagine if you will, a small room in a dilapidated motel somewhere just outside Tallahassee. The sort that would make you retch if you had a UV light to survey the state of the carpet. Not in the mood to finish that Kurosawa film you downloaded before your journey, you open the combination safe and place your iPad inside, only to find it dropping into some sort of deep void. Inserting your head to investigate, you're overcome with drowsiness and pass out, only to awaken at the foot of a giant sequoia. The tree bark is covered with sap. You crane your neck upwards but the canopy is so thick you can't even tell if it's day or night. Your phone buzzes with a promotional text from Domino's, Merthyr Tydfil, and then promptly dies. Hauling yourself onto your feet, you pick a direction and start walking. Somewhere a studio audience is guffawing at your helplessness. This is Asking For A Friend.


Is this how you make a veggie burger?
Asking for a friend.

Anyone need anything from Aldi?
Asking for a friend.

Anyone looking for love? 
Asking for a friend.

Is this balearic? 
Asking for a friend.

Do Bigfoot shit in the woods?
Asking for a friend.

Are these balearic?
Asking for a friend.

Anyone got any spare drugs?
Asking for a friend.

Anyone found a bag of salt? 
Asking for a friend.

Anyone up for some frisbee in the park?
Asking for a friend.

How do you get a photo removed from the World Wide Web?
Asking for a friend.

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