Wednesday, September 09, 2015

The Free-Wafflin' Bob Dylan - and his pickle grenades

"The waffle farmers got a chance to lob their pickle grenades..."
Gee! How waffle!
How does it feel, to no longer be a complete unknown...and the target of some jerks makin' fun of your hallucinogenic lyrics?
Watch out for the Yogurt People. Ketchup in your hair. Because..."17 Miles from Waukegan My Cantelope Died." That's the title of this very early Dylan parody.

It's on the Harvard Lampoon's "Sheep" album (many years before the National Lampoon and their "Lemmings").

What's it to ya, Moby Dick?

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