Saturday, January 5, 2008

I AM BILL BRASKY, THE GREATEST STORM CHASER WHO EVER LIVED

CFDG

To Bill Brasky!

Bill Brasky walked into the secret CFDG club in Norman, took Doswell's cowboy hat off..... lit it on fire by rubbing his balls together, then tucked it back under his armpit... and when the fire went out from under his arm, sure as shit, he made himself a fresh tattoo that read "Only sissies make up names like yahoo" ......and it was written in Portuguese!

To Bill Brasky!

I once saw him drive through a tornado with nothing but spandex on and he was pushing a wheel chair with his ears!

CFDG

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

To Bill Brasky!

One time, out in Cherry County, NE, Bill and some other chasers got lost and could not find water for days. So Bill breaks out his penis and starts digging a well. After about 30 feet, wouldn't you know it? He hit's water. So then, he busts open the engine block of the car he was in, grabs a piston and shoves it up his anus. He goes back over to the well, drops his penis back in and starts furiously pumping the piston in and out of his ass. All of a sudden he pulls the piston all the way out and brownish water starts gushing out of his sphincter. The water tasted like YooHoo! because of Bill's high fructose fecal matter and it tasted like ambrosia! Everyone survived, except for the fat English guy that Bill had to rip into pieces for the others to eat.

To Bill Brasky!

Anonymous said...

To Bill Brasky!

Bills ears have the sensitivity of an X band radar.

His breath is a lethal weapon in 75 countries and 38 states.

I once fucked a prairie dog then ate it

Anyway, did I tell you fella's about the time Bill and I went to the Big Texan? Bill ate the 72 oz steak in 5 minutes, then regurgitated it. He then spoon fed it to me and I have to say, it was the best damn thing I ever ate! Then, he takes two waitresses and jumps up on stage, shoves a fist up each one's vagina and proceeds to give a puppet performance of "Cats". The crowd was estactic and he's considering touring this summer.

To Bill Brasky!

Anonymous said...

I was with chasing with Bill once. He ate an Allsup's burrito, hell he ate 10 Allsup's burrito's.

We were driving to initiation and out of the sky comes a 1/2 mile wide wedge right oputside of a small town full of women and children..

He pulled over, bent over and farted. That big powerful wedge tornado simply dissipated before my eyes from the power of Brasky's gas.

Bill Brasky saved that small town full of women and children that the wedge was heading for. He's a hero in my book!

My toast, To Bill Braskkkkyyyy!!!

Anonymous said...

No I AM the greatest storm chaser who ever lived. I always show up FIRST on the Currently Active Users list on ST!

Anonymous said...

Shut up Craig, you got banned from ST yesterday.

Anonymous said...

To Bill Brasky!

On a recent chase in the middle of nowhere...hungry and tired, found out Brasky has a scrotum made of beef jerky and urine made from Red Bull. Brasky is a generous man!

To Bill Brasky!

Anonymous said...

To Bill Brasky!

Bill Brasky is a son of a bitch. He stands 9' 3", goes about 565 lbs.

Bill has rings on his fingers and bells on his toes.

Bill's nipples are use for targets on the rifle range at Parris Island.

Bill's semen was the inspiration for Gorilla Glue.

Bill is the only man brave enough to donkey punch Rosie O' Donnell

It's rumored that Jimmy Hoffa is buried somewhere deep in Bill's pubic forest.

Bill was the original Barney, but was fired after he thought that beating the shit out of the little kids was a better idea than singing songs.

Bill Brasky taught Jordan how to dunk, Tiger how to putt and Ron Jeremy how to fuck.

To Bill Brasky!

Anonymous said...

Bill Brasky's dick is on SPC's day 1!
Look for yourself!

One time Brasky walked into a slight risk and they upgraded to a moderate! Turns out he turned around and the whole thing busted. He's a real son of a gun!

Anonymous said...

I remember another time when Brasky walked into a slight risk. They immediately upgraded it to a high risk with a 75% hatched area for EF2 or greater tornadoes and issued 24 PDS watches.

Before the day was over, the SPC mets were so scared they had to call Chuck Doswell to ask him what to do and the Stormtrack server burst in to flames.

Luckily Brasky was able to rope all the tornadoes that day and ride them down the Mississippi into the Gulf of Mexico so the only casualty that day was Dave Wolfson who died from virtual alcohol poisoning.

Anonymous said...

Bill Brasky = Anthony Silver !

Yup!

Anonymous said...

Mr. Brasky rules!

Anonymous said...

Ah, Mr. Brasky actually stands in at 9'11&3/4" & closer to 600lbs. Anyway, awhile back I was at a sports bar with some friends (GIANTS vs Greenbay game). Well Mr. Brasky was present there also. There was not a soul in the joint rooting for Greenbay and it should not require a genius to figure out why. Well Mr. Brasky was satisfied with the outcome of the game, drained the last of his keg and headed for the mens room. Shortly thereafter, a buddy of mine returned from the mens room and exclaimed " Holy Fuck, lookit my shoes"! I told him they looked all wet. He said "no shit, there soaked through to the skin cause theres some kinda fire hose goin off in the mens room". I told him to stand proud cause his socks were soaked with Bill Braskys piss. Bill then emerged from the mens room and let out a belch that matched the decibel level of a quarter stick going off 4 inches from your ear followed by a fart that mimicked a sonic boom. As he headed out the door, so did we, and again, it shouldn't require a genuis to figure out why. As our hearing began to come back we noticed a rookie looking police officer approaching Mr. Brasky. It appeared that the officer wanted to administer a sobriety check on Mr. Brasky. Well from the look of Mr. Brasky's glare, he did not look too amused. I'll leave the next sentence blank so you can let your imagination fly as to what happened next......................................................................................... Well the situation kind of unfolded in slow motion after that. The officer calmly reached down and un holstered his sidearm (gun). With a firm grip on his gun, he slowly raised it up and placed the barrel above his right ear. At this instant, time was frozen. All we could see is one finger move, followed by a reddish spray coming off the left side of the police officers head. It was dead calm as Bill Brasky climbed into his truck, stopping just long enough to turn to us, wave and say "nice game, guys".

DoswellisGod said...

I REMEMBER BILL COSBY HE WAS AT A CHASERS CONVENTION ONCE AND HE HEAR MY SWEET LORD DOSWELL DISCUSS THE LONGEST TORNADO HE EVER SEEN TO A GROUP OF YOUNG STUDENTS!!!!!!! THEN BILL BIXBY UNZIPPED HIS PANTS AND SHOW DOSWELL SOMETHING EVEN LONGER!!!!! AND THAT WAS JUST A PUBIC HAIR HE HAD CAUGHT IN HIS ZIPPER!!!! AND IT WASN'T EVEN HIS, IT WAS HIS MOTHER'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Anonymous said...

brasky snuck one of those deep-deep sea fish through portuguese customs