"Do you remember when those four girls were fighting over Legend in the bank parking lot?" Our friend Legend was just that in Madison - Girls threw themselves at him on a daily basis - "I remember it like it was yesterday," I say - I then add, "Everyone referred to it as the Battle Royal of Bitches." I then say - "Do you remember the time Grover sneaked off at halftime of the Olpe football game and smoked a joint? He came back all glassy eyed and reeking of marijuana."
We both roar with laughter at the long ago memory and he says - "Yeah, Rutledge (the football coach) wanted to know where he went. I remember him yelling - 'Where the hell did you go Grover?' He was pissed because we were getting our ass kicked as usual. Grover yelled back at him 'I was taking a piss coach.' Only Grover would have enough balls to pull a stunt like that."
The laughter was almost uncontrollable at this point as he adds - "What about the time Arthole pulled his noodle out and flashed Barney Fife. Now that was the ultimate in guts glory. Do you know what he told him his name was when he was stopped? - Theodore Cleaver."
The laughter was almost uncontrollable at this point as he adds - "What about the time Arthole pulled his noodle out and flashed Barney Fife. Now that was the ultimate in guts glory. Do you know what he told him his name was when he was stopped? - Theodore Cleaver."
We share a few more laughs and I ask when he is setting his sights on Las Vegas again - "Soon brother, very soon," is his response.
