Rummy Rocker Boy

Hello, are you being caused, B? Oh, son, unfortunately old Deb Bingo, he passed away some time ago. I'm just an incredibly charming simulation. Oh, right. Hiding out like that Elvis fella. Had to wear his Bingo.

You're so good to say for me. Mm. Never get the door now. Well, my name's Roach. Roach? Perhaps you've heard of my band, Vomit. No, no, I don't believe I have. Do you like Jeff Metal music then?

Oh, certainly it's marvellous. Some of that contemporary stuff is really, really fine. But tell me, do you ever listen to any of us old fellas? Oh, you mean like Ozzy and Judas Priest and stuff?

Oh, so you go back that far? Oh, yeah, yeah. I'm not as young as I look really. I'll let you in on a little secret thing. This ain't my real hair. Oh, it's fake. Why?

That's marvellous. It's amazing what they do with those synthetics these days. You know, I've got a whole closet for all this young stuff at home. I got plugs and extensions, college and implants. I've even got a red and green mistletoe cob piece and we're on stage at Christmas time.

How traditional? So I guess you and your boys, you going for all the holiday stuff this time of year. Oh yeah yeah. Big light shows, pyrotechnics, animal sacrifice. You too, huh? I love slicing up the turkey and stringing up the lights and throwing a u-log on the fire.

I tell you, that's how you get that holiday spirit. I say being a speaker in a spirit. Have you got anything around here besides this one's juice? Oh, I catch a drift, Sergeant. I'll say we march over here to the corner, rustle up a little holiday cheer for you.