R: "Hey, I recognize you! You're Creed Bratton, guitar player for the Grass Roots in the late '60s!"
C: "Yeah, I am. How'd you recognize me?"
R: "I wrote your obituary."
C: "Oh, right! Hey, good work!"
Creed goes on to explain that in the 1980s, he faked his own death for tax purposes and for the last 20 years has been collecting insurance and Social Security benefits as his own widow.
Which, okay, that's all some good jokes and all, but it takes the wonderful insanity of Creed to an even higher level: he is not just Creed Bratton, ex-guitarist and songwriter for the Grass Roots, playing a quality assurance supervisor at a paper company named Creed Bratton who happens to be an ex-'60s hippie who enjoys singing Grass Roots songs, but he is actually supposed to be the actual Creed Bratton of the Grass Roots, who happens to now be the QA supervisor at a paper company.