I'd been thinking about Bill, not going to use his real name, because all the shit we got into when we were 17 could still get us thrown into jail. But Basically, we had one of the most incredible summers of my entire life, American Pie didn't have shit on us, neither did Jackass... we had sex tapes, not too much drugs, but enough boozing to kill a Camel, and just rock and fucking roll.
Bill and I went to different high schools in the same town, and I'd say Bill ran his high school, I like to think I ran mine, but I was such an asshole no one will admit it... I still run into girls who tell me I ruined their lives, it's pretty funny, and I generally apologize.
Basically, me and Bill started to hang out right as my parents divorced, and I was pissed, and all we would really do is compete to see who was crazier and tougher... for like years. It was fun competition, but we got carried away.
When we drove, we'd pass cars, and then pull back into our lanes last second, just to see who had the bigger balls... it was like that all the time, I'm amazed we weren't dead. We'd close out every party, and I learned how to get chicks from Bill, I always did pretty good, and generally got a piece of every girl I really liked, but Bill got every girl... every single girl, he was that guy. He was tall, athletic, well spoken, friends with everyone, nobody dared fuck with him, and we were just crazy.
We one time got pinned at a lob ball tournament, then got a the local towns scarey cops daughter, who was 14 at the time, to drive us aorund town so we weren't driving drunk. It was like that every single day. The things we did in cars are scarey to think about now a days. Or another time, our other buddy, our third brother, rolled up to Bills house, after stealing his dads car, got out all proud as hell... then the car promptly wouldn't start... we had to rig a tow up and pull it down the road to his house with my pick up truck, and we just died laughing the whole way.
Or another time, we had a young hockey star hanging out with us, and I remembered how his Dad just crucified me at a hockey school. The kids father was just mean and nasty, and a generally cool dude, he told all the older kids to pick on me to toughen me up, I was around 14 and these kids were terrible to me. I sucked it up the whole week, but for the big game at the end, they tried to tape me into a cacoon, and leave me in the changeroom.
Obviously, we taped his drunk ass son into a cacoon, and drove around the entire town, gave him a hockey helmet, and showed him off. We got great pictures of it.
On my 19th birthday, we pulled the same trick on this kid, then drove him to his house, as we started to untape him, his mom came to the door, and we just bailed out. Next day, Bill was taken out of his classroom in handcuffs I believe, and I woke up with a wild hangover, and was told the police were at school looking for me. We wound up at the police station later joking around with the cops, and had to deliver a hand written note saying sorry to the kids mom.... we never hung out with that pussy again, we almost got into a lot of trouble.
That was the thing with Bill, for all the shit, he never ever got into trouble... he'd get yelled at, but nobody could ever get mad at him, he was that kind of guy. He'd tell a girl to her face she was disqusting, then she'd probably want to bang him later... the man was a genius.
The thing that sets Bill apart, was one day the big C came calling. It was scarey, and I didn't really know what to do. But, Bill, he called me immediately, said lets get drunk cause he didn't know how much longer he could.
Bill mother fu$%ing Brasky Jr, bitch slapped the big C with the most positive mental toughness I've ever seen. People would be practically wiping his nose in worry, and he'd just laugh over how everyone thought he was dying. He never once got down, never missed a beer, a party or anything else. He funned the big C to death. Yeah, I saw him come home from Chemo, and he looked dead, but he'd pop up the next day and it was back to having fun.
I've never seen anything like it, and it changed the way I thought about just about everything after watching that.
Funniest part, the guy blocked a shot and broke his jaw. I've seen him drink himself to near death, hurt himself in hilarious ways, run a 400M flat out with barely training, stroll through chemotherapy like it was nothing... But I ate a slice of pizza in front of him and he broke down crying... everyone has their limits, and I felt like an ass. I think it was the only time I've seen him cry... tough MF.
That was my best friend growing up, we'd just hang out, I'd just show up at his house like it was a hotel, and the party would come to us. It was that easy, all we had to do was get together, and shit was going to go down. If it was a fair, Bill would drive my drunk ass through a ride program, my mothers truck full of people, all underage and hammered, and he wouldn't bat an eye, then we'd get to wherever we were going, he'd let loose and it was generally epic to watch.
I scored the hottest chick of my entire high school career because of Bill Brasky. We showed up at another kids house, promptly started doing shots until I threw up, projectile vomitting into their toilet. Then he pulled me aside, and gave me the pep talk. "Listen, I think you've got a shot with X tonite, I'd step up, but I've got a gf and I can't, so you've gotta do it." I was hammered, and jsut said, that it wasn't going down. I think he promptly slapped me in the face, grabbed me by the shoulders, and jsut said "Listen, you might never get this chance again, you've gotta do it, you can do it."
I did it, only because that chick was too hammered to know what was happening... Thank you Bill Brasky.
Or another time at the same house, I finally scored with the girl I'd had a crush on forever. I was making out with her, then I just felt something... I looked behind me and I see Bills head poking out, he promptly fell down all the stairs, and interupted the whole thing. It was the funniest thing I'd ever seen.
I just didn't care, this was back in the days where he'd dare me to walk around parties naked in rain boots, and I would, just because he'd bet me I wouldn't do it. There are just way too many crazy ass stories. We one time swan dived off chair lifts, sitting beside each other, just saying bet you won't do it.. that shit was hilarious... I have no idea what I was thinking. I could go on for hours and hours.
That was the thing, nobody understands, we never backed down.. I did here and there just because I thought I'd go to jail, but Bill never did. The easiest way to get him to do anything, was to just say, Bet you won't do that... and sure enough...
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