Scary Gary by Mark Buford for July 10, 2012

Yay! Sing another, Travis! Encore, encore!(See, Eldo? We are Travis’s audience!)

that’s one way to get ahead

I heard he was held over.

You’ve got us, Travis!

Isolation can produce a warped sense of humor.

He’s the headliner.

I bet that jar has great acoustics.

“And remember, tip the waiter, not the container!”

Nice Eldo

lets all give him a hand

Try the veal and don’t forget to tip your waiter.

Travis, sing some David Lee Roth♪♫ I’m just a gigolo,and everywhere I go,people know the part I’m playingPaid for every dance,selling each romance,every night some heart betrayingThere will come a day,youth will pass away,what will they say about me.When the end comes I know,I’m just a gigolo,Life goes on without me(all together now)‘CAUSE I AIN’T GOT NO BOD-DEH!Nobody, cares for me, no body, no bodyI’m so sad and looooonelysad and lonely, sad and lonelyWon’t some sweet mama take a chance with me‘cause I ain’t so bad. ♪♫