Thanks bro. Yeah, decent friend. I've only known him for a few years, but we bonded instantly over a lot. The old soul vibe and all that. He was a fellow tree destroyer also...well at least he used to be. He was more of a bush warrior these days, but back in the last millennia, he had the biggest ad in the yellow pages according to himself.
I'm not sure how long he held that crown, but at least he had vision enough to roll the dice with the phone book sales dummis. I'm a visual creature, and unfortunately, cameras were not yet invented, so not a single shred of evidence remains other than his claim of being the king of the phone book and the remains of an ancient climbing rig from the Haan Dynasty, which was pieced together from twine and shoe polish with a few bobby pins and a dead goat holding it all together. I've never seen or heard of him actually getting high without a ladder, but he carried this museum exhibit around in his Honda minivan everywhere he went.
Fortunately, my bullshit detector was just recertified, and has been working pretty flawlessly, and it never even made a peep. He was also a high school teacher in the hood somewhere around the Y2K event, until his crazy ex Tracy decided to start mucking shit up and wound up getting his teaching license revoked, as well as his motor vehicle operator certificate. What a bitch, buried him in red tape and swampy paperwork until his only way of making money was high pressure door to door high pressure bushwhackin. I mean, he probably could of worked at McDonald's, but he enjoyed not working at McDonald's. I don't blame him. Haha. He was a hoarder, but he was a good hoarder.
RIP Jeff, you have most certainly left your stamp on this tramp.
sorry for the absence…hope everyone is well
here are a few of my latest creations….stay tuned later for a pic of my Mexican Mocha pulled pork sandwich…..back to you @Dr.Bubbles
