Friends, the more I think back on my adventures in scouts, a trend becomes evident. Most stories worth telling manifest themselves from three catalysts: being stupid, bad weather, and encounters with animals. This story is the result of the latter. It was a Tuesday night, about midnight. That I do remember. It was a nice …
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How I Learned to Fry Chicken (And the Lady Who Taught Me)
This is the short, but sweet story of how I learned how to fry chicken from a crazy old lady in the middle of the woods. Now before we go any further, my buddy Dave has a pretty crazy story about how he got into card tricks. The story goes that he learned everything he …
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Brandon and the Left Handed Hammer
It has been said by many people that I am, in fact, an asshole. After careful consideration, I have decided to agree. I have made many attempts to not be, some more successful than others, but I think one of my lowest, most asshole-ish points was at Woodlore with a guy by the name of …
Whippersnapper Balderdash 