Link to Burrs story

After a recent conversation with my brother where we talked about stories he remembered a story about three years ago when he and I went up to the city of Burbank in my VeeDubb (This was my brothers first ride in my Volkswagen bug and the only freeway trip in it, he likens the sound of the loud engine to flying a B-25) to go to Fry’s electronics to get DVD’s.

While going though the crowded isles of the DVD section there were two large queer dudes coming our way down the aisle. As they passed us I said in my Wild Bill voice from Silence of the Lambs “it puts the lotion on its’ skin” At which point one of them turned and scowled at Burr.

Burr was figuring that we were going to have a fight on our hands, and by the looks of it and ugly one due to the size of the queers.

This gets us thinking of the stories that sort of define us, the same couple of stories that you find yourself telling other people when describing your family, to realize that there are only a handful of really wild ones made me think that it would be good to turn them in to blog entries, as I am doing with this one here.