Tryharder62
Keep Believing
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My cousin who died in the Great Turkey killing had a father named Douglas. He was a museum curator. He was also bipolar and had a terrible time being compliant with his medications. One time in his manic episode he climbed this priceless dinosaur and started taking off his cloths yelling "Do me big Boy." He was grinding and bumping so much that the head of the dinosaur snapped. Needless to say he doesn't have that job anymore but two wealthy patrons who were there that day offered to set him up at their house. He just has to perform the same routine for them on a regular basis.
