Hi Guys...haven't been around the beeb for the last few years all that often save the fantasy football thread. Heard from talbott that we'd lost one of the guys that made the beeb really feel like family. Hadn't talked to Putter or really anyone else outside of facebook for a long time. I suppose I felt a bit remiss about it taking so long to find out and it didn't feel right bumping his remembrance thread after he passed a couple months ago. I'm sure there's a lot of emotion wrapped up in that thread. I spent the last few hours going back over some pretty epic threads dating back 10-14 years ago. That kid could put a smile on anyone's face, and his kindness and sense of humor were unparalleled. Truly a good, genuine person. Even though I never got the chance to shake his hand, I always considered him a friend. I came across one thread in particular that will probably only make sense to the long time beebers. I remember laughing until I cried at the subtitled indie movies many beebers made. Sadly, I think Fanta took down the originals because none of the links work, but I did find a couple that some of us made at another site. I thought it'd be nice to remember Putter in another way, and probably in a way he'd want to be remembered....with smiles and laughs. Putter's god-like leg humping abilities: For Putter If anyone else cares to create their own, here's the link. You are missed, Putter, and Godspeed my friend
I found a post it note under my bed when I was cleaning it out the other day. Just about lost my fucking shit. "This space reserved for Putter."
That was his job to keep the space under the bed clean. Last conversation I have saved from him is him asking me to roll over on my stomach so he can feel my boobs because Darren's are hairy.
I hear ya. After I heard about it from Talbott, came over to the beeb to look up some of his old stuff and landed on his profile page. That kid can still crack me up...bout sprayed beer all over my computer screen! Looked at his profile page...and what does he put as his homepage? PeopleOfWalmart.com
I came across a post on Facebook asking him to do something with me because Darren wouldn’t. “We can make salamis. Then hide them.” God damn he made me laugh. There isn’t a day that goes by that I don’t fucking kick myself for not pestering him more when he went dark. Even if all the pestering in the world doesn’t help when I do, I still have massive survivors guilt.