Taking into consideration that the Dick’s “Lushington” gag went down on the 27th anniversary of the last complete performance of the song, it seems highly likely that the people’s champion will continue to go unplayed for the foreseeable future. But you really don’t ever know what the boys may someday pull out of their asses.
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Like most great love stories, the tale of Fee's romance with Millie begins in a bar. But no sooner do the two meet than they run afoul of Floyd, a cruel and vicious individual who desperately wants Millie to himself and certainly can't bear to see her spirited away by a lower mammal. Floyd tracks Fee and Millie on a maritime voyage to Quebec, a mostly landlocked province one suspects Trey included in the lyrics because it rhymes with “lovers’ trek." (Hey, Dr. Seuss did that sort of thing all the time.) When he finds the pair sunning themselves on the deck of the cruise ship, he pounces, breaking a bottle over Fee’s head. Fortunately for the hapless weasel, Millie is made of stronger stuff; she steps in and beats Floyd down, first jamming a nectarine into the unfortunate primate’s occipital bone, and then, with Floyd left clinging in desperation to the ship's railing, above the roiling seas, slicing his nipple with a piece of paper. Floyd plummets into the ocean and is messily devoured by sharks, and Fee and Millie presumably live happily every after. ...And now today Fee 3.0 is nothing to F with. Come at me bro.
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