To Bill Brasky:
... a eight foot, two-ton man mountain who could palm a medicine ball.
... he'd eat a homeless person if you dared him.
... he once got his wife pregnant and she gave birth to a delicious 16 oz Porterhouse steak... the afterbirth was sauteed mushrooms.
(and my personal favorite)
... So anyway, Brasky would put on a white tie and tails and walk his cobra through the park on a leash. He named the cobra Beverly, and he taught it how to fetch and dial a phone. But then one day it bit the maid. So with tears in his eyes, Brasky had to shoot the maid.
Brasky > Saw Dog
Fellow 203ers... you're wrong.