You couldn’t get white onions, because of the hostage crisis. The only thing you could get was those big yellow ones…
I remember those girls. They wouldn’t give me the time of day. Eventually, once in a while, their younger, prettier sisters waited in line to get my autograph.
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That's a coincidence. I just ordered a used copy of what appears to be the most adequate T Rex collection on amazon. There's been nothing new since then. A fax machine ain't nothin' but a waffle iron with a phone attached.
I had to look that up – no idea who those people were or why Elton John was pretending to play the piano there.
Wikipedia answered all my questions. Now I am wiser but somewhat sadder…
T-Rex. Loved them.
I feel so old — and I didn't know about Elton John or the white onions. Is this before Elton met Bernie?
Bang a gong. Such poetry.
T-rex? That's that fake wood decking stuff, right?
I just about remember this from the first time around but as a Slade fan I was somewhat sniffy about T rex…not bad though.