The Last Throes

The Last Throes

Two bananas walk into a bar. Astonished to see that the only other patron is a living breathing piece of shit, they shrug their shoulders and order drinks. “Hey, have you fruits ever heard of a band called The Last Throes?” says the inebriated feces. “Uhh…no, should I have?” a banana patronizingly replies. The shit-faced steampile siezes the opportunity to explain.“They are a three-piece rock’n’roll band from NYC, well, two of them are from the city, the bassist lives up in the sticks somewhere. They’ve been around for a couple years and before that they were in a bunch of bands that nobody’s ever heard of.” A banana sighs, the other takes a deep swill of booze. “They’re stripped down, straight ahead, tight and full of sweet guitar licks, vocal melody hooks, and a no-bullshit attitude. They seem like great guys who just want to have a good time. You should check them out.” The now-buzzed banana turns to the pretending-to-be-paying-attention banana and says “Do you believe that shit?”
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