Talk:Turn Me On, Dead Man/@comment-31077845-20170201021421

Hm, that's very interesting, but have you considered the fact that it's bugfuck crazy?

Also, I realize the entertainment bigwigs know how to get things done, but an international search to find a person who looked, sang, played, and acted exactly like Paul McCartney would've probably managed to find its way out at some point...

Unless...you wake up in the darkness. You've obviously been out for some time, because your hair has grown long and moppish; your face feels a bit tight and painful to move and you can't see a thing, your feet are shackled to the ground, but you can feel in your lap...a guitar? Your heart jumps as a single light flashes on in the center of a circle of countless other seated people who look like, who are...Paul McCartney? Outside of the circle you see nothing but darkness, but you can hear movement. One of the McCartneys speaks out "Where the he-" and out of the darkness a pistol butt catches him in the side of the head "Shut the fuck up and play 'beautiful dreamer' for me" "What?" *smack* "I know you ain't deaf. Play 'beautiful dreamer. You know, by the beatles'. Now. "But I don't know that so..." *POW* the McCartneys all let out a yelp as the first's brains go spraying out towards the middle of the circle and he slumps forward in his chair. "Looks like he was full of shit when he told all his friends he could play Beatles. Now you, how about Eleanor Rigby?". It goes around the circle like this, each missing one too many notes, being off key by just too much. One by one the Pauls meet a gristly end. Finally it comes around to you "I told you this wouldn't work" you hear another voice say "Hey, we have one more, calm down...now you, I want to hear you play "Bésame Mucho". I nervously pick up my guitar, and as the backing music begins blaring I come to realize just how wrong mom was all those years she told me playing in a Beatles cover band was a waste of time. Every strum of my guitar is perfect, every note I hit, perfect. I finish and despite my shackled feet purely by habit I stand up and give a perfect beatles bow. "Well well" the voice says "It looks like we found ourselves a new Paul McCartney".

That was a mini-pasta for you guys. I hope you liked it.