to bill brasky......

[kcjones119]

Brasky punches his fist through your computer screen, in it is a giant empty rocks glass, he says "Shut up you bastards and pour me a drink!"..........and scene

keithstg is sipping a latte in the Newark airport...hoping to catch a fleeting glimpse of Al Franken changing planes when Brasky suddenly walks up to him, says, "I'd be at your house making sweet backdoor love to your wife right now, and you'ld be thanking me mucho, except for the fact that your're totally homo."  
 
 Then Bill Brasky pokes his finger in a half-eaten croissant on keithstg's plate and human entrails spill out, whereupon he then begins to stir the guts with his finger and interprets keithstg's future, "Al Franken will change his surname to "Qaeda" and you will join his jihad", Brasky divines.

[allmy$to930]

I was once at a bachelor party for Brasky. He ate the entire cake before we could tell him there was a stripper in it.

[keithstg]

Brasky sired a baseball team - an orchestra, if you count the bastards.
 
 Anyway, I hear he makes brooms somwhere down in Georgia.