The Origins of Boney B. Buckethead
As I have been swamped trying to get my last semester of classes done, I have fallen behind on the whole news of the world /political landscape/personal pet peeves. So instead of an informed rant, my first blog (in a long time) will be how I became Boney B. Buckethead. One day, as I was serving fine frosty malt beveridges to customers at the tavern where I was working, a particularly intoxicated gentleman hollered at me "Hey! Boney! Grab me another beer!". Thus Boney. About six months later, I went out with my friends, and when I woke up, I was in a pile of laundry on my floor with a KFC bucket on my head. Thus Buckethead. And the "B" in the middle was added by my friend Dave. For Aesthetics. (This is the same Dave who I just beat in fantasy football....eat it Dave BOO-YA!). And so began the man, the myth, the legend.


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I now understand, Logan, why you are the way you are.
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