So last week Monkey-wife loaded up the Clampett-mobile and took Monkey-boy and Monkey-girl down to one of the tracks that they race on in Minnesota for a 4 day practice session. The track is owned by a Casino. Co-incidentally, on Saturday night, Loretta Lynn is performing. Monkey-boy thinks this is the coolest thing since Paris Hilton showed her Vajayjay on YouTube. He somehow managed to charm his way into her Prevost (motorhome) after the show and got her to autograph his front plate and a hat. The boy definitely takes after his old man.
All kidding aside, he was just fired up. I'll be putting that front number plate in his wall of fame.
Any brushes with fame stories out there? 
All kidding aside, he was just fired up. I'll be putting that front number plate in his wall of fame.
And got an autograph
Other than that, I knew Greg Page, a Former Heavy weight boxing champ. He owned the gym I used to belong to when i was wee lad and came in every few weeks to work out. Oh, I meet M33 once, major let down 
what a down to earth cool guy tho.


