Pink Floyd's Dusty Flat

Shopping (Three Different Stores)

           The boys all headed to the car. All except for Nick. Maybe that was a good thing. Anyway, Syd at in the driver's seat and Rick sat next to him. This left Roger and David in the back seats--maybe not the best idea. Syd pulled out of the driveway and headed over to their first stop--Granny Takes a Trip. Syd loved to shop there, and he was going to have an absolute ball. Suddenly, Syd snapped out of his dreamy thoughts, due to a loud whack.

            "Goddamnit, Dave. You're so hard--" Roger shouted, until David interrupted.

             "You think I'm hard? Look at you! F-fuck! Get off me, Roger!"

              "Not till you shut up!" Roger shouted, followed by another whack.

              "Ugh, fuck me!" Roger added, probably not realizing the context in which Rick and Syd were taking the situation.

                "What the bloody hell are you guys doing?" Syd asked, horrified. He looked behind him, and to his grave horror, utter surprise, and mild amusement, he saw Roger on top of David. David was pulling at Roger's hair, and Syd found it kind of hot in a strange way. Rick was simply dumbfounded, having never seen other people do something so seemingly explicit right before his eyes.

               "Oh, I was just fighting with Dave because he stole my joint." Roger said dubiously. Syd and Rick gave each other surprised yet relieved stares, and then Syd almost crashed the car.

               "God, Syd! Keep your eyes on the road, you twat!" David yelled, as if nothing irregular had happened. Still confused, Syd managed a sarcastic reply.

               "Welcome to the machine, David. When you're driving with me, you should already know that you have about a fifty percent chance of coming out alive."

                  David rolled his eyes, and pretty soon they were pulling up in front of Granny Takes a Trip. Syd began to hum "Matilda Mother" as he stepped out of the car. He heard Rick get out after him, and assumed that the other guys followed suit. They didn't. Rick walked past Syd and whispered, "You're right. Let's go through with the plan."

                  Syd nodded, and rushed back over to the car. He opened the left door, and Rick opened the Wright. Syd unbuckled Roger's seatbelt snd proceeded to attempt to pull him out of the car, forgetting that he was 6'3" and weighed more than him. Nonetheless, he summoned all the strength he could and managed to drag Roger out by one long leg. Rick was carrying David bridal style, and all was well again.

               They all eventually made their way into the store. Syd pranced off somewhere in search of more psychedelic patterns. Or just psychedelics. Either way, there was no stopping his shopping spree. Rick found a nice button up shirt and went to go try it on. This left Roger and David, the most apathetic of the group, to try and find something to wear. Roger angrily trudged around and across the stream with wooden shoes trying to find something decent. And then he remembered a vital detail--and that detail was that he made money and had a lot of sex. He suddenly felt a strong need to find a faux fur coat. He came across just the one. It was a boring peach color, but it radiated "I'm a rich asshole" energy. Just what he needed.

             David, however, wasn't feeling very epic. All he wanted was a simple tee shirt and jeans, and the store seemed to be everything but simple. He then sat on the floor and began to curse in French.

            This, of course, attracted the girls.

            "Oui, Oui! Fuck me!" One of them screamed. David shrugged and then asked,

            "You know where I can get a simple white tee shirt around here?" Then someone said,

           "Wait, is that David Gilmour?! No way?" And he was being mobbed by a crowd when one particularly pretty woman said, "Yes, there's a more...normal store around the corner. Just go straight from here and make a left on twelfth street." She smiled at him. Then, in French, she said, "See you later?"

          Nodding, David said yes as he wrote down his number on a conveniently placed paper that just so happened to be nearby. Handing it to her, he turned on his heels and left. For the first time in a while, he was smiling.