Thursday, August 23, 2007

Taper Ramble #5 Fight


from Encyclopædia Britannica Online: http://www.britannica.com/eb/art-89734


Allen, a friend of my in High School got really mad at Bucky sometime during the bus ride to school. I could tell that fists were going to fly when we got to school. I warned Allen that he might be taking on a bit more than he could handle since Bucky had a lot of experience fighting his brother Don on a daily basis. I didn’t think that Allen’s’ three sisters really had prepared him for what he was setting himself up for. He didn’t listen, and while he put up a good fight it came down to Bucky being able to endure more punches.

The Taylor brothers were always fighting. I think it was how they showed their love for one another. I don’t think they actually had parents. They must have been feral kids. They lived in an old two-story farmhouse in the country with a big front porch with the front door centered on the house. To the side of the house was an old two-car garage with no garage doors and a dirt floor.

It was a Monday morning when our school bus rolled up in front of Bucky and Dons’ house. Immediately we were all hit with the strong smell of skunk. I figured that a car in front of the house had hit a skunk. Don got on the bus first and I noticed that he had bandages on his face. He quickly sat in the front of the bus. Bucky got on and stormed by Don and sat in the back of the bus near me. He crossed his arms looked out the window. The bus was filled with a much stronger skunk smell now that the Taylor brothers were on board. I moved over to Buckys’ seat and noticed that he had bandages on his right hand. At first he didn’t want to talk but he finally told me what happened.

Bucky had been hunting with his .22 up in the woods behind their house when he saw a skunk walking across the top of a log. He took aim and shot the skunk. He went over to the skunk and was surprised that it didn’t smell at all. He decided to take it home and skin it for the pelt since it had beautiful fur. When Bucky got home he carefully skinned the skunk and set the carcass aside on the dirt floor inside their garage. He stretched the hide on a piece of plywood and was in the process of scrapping/tanning it when Don walked up to see what Bucky was doing. Bucky explained and Don started messing with the dead skunk. Bucky got mad and told Don not to mess with the skunk because he was afraid it would still spray. Don apparently didn’t like Buckys’ tone so he stomped on the skunk and said like this! Well the stomp managed to make the skunk spray and it got Bucky and Don. The fight was on. Don ran toward the house with Bucky on his heels. Don went up the front steps and into the house. On the right were French Doors that were open to the living room. Don ran straight down the hall into the kitchen and did a loop to the right and around the other side of the house to the living room. Bucky was still behind him but getting closer. On the second loop on the inside of the house Don threw some chairs in Bucky’s path as he ran through the kitchen and managed to get some space between him and Bucky. When Bucky came around the corner in the living room Don had closed the French Doors and was holding them shut. Just to upset Bucky he pressed his face up to one of the windowpanes in the door and gave him a big smile. That’s when Bucky punched Don in the face through the glass.

I guess the moral of the story is: Don’t mess with the Taylor brothers.

There’s a good chance that one or both of these guys is in a prison somewhere today. That or CEO’s of some major corporation.

9 comments:

Karen said...

Your stories are very well written and very very funny!

I'm sure your humour will help you out around mile 75 onwards!!

Good luck this weekend! :o)

Backofpack said...

Those Taylor boys were a little scary. It'd be interesting to know what they are up to now, and whether they still fight.

scott keeps running said...

Very funny stories Eric. I can't wait for the next taper week. :)

Give 'em hell this weekend!

wendy said...

Only you would get CLOSER to the smell to find out what's going on. =)

We'll be rooting for you this weekend!

robtherunner said...

I want to hear you telling these stories to Steve as you hike up the Cardiac Needles. I'm sure you will have plenty of energy left. See you in the a.m.!

Jon said...

I almost peed myself! My wife had a "Holy Crap" moment when I told the story to her. Those guys must have been some rowdy kids to hang out with in your youth.

Jenny, Maniac #401 said...

Nice!

Jenny

adam said...

Hilarious!

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