Oh haaaaiiiiilllllllll yes
Drinking a ton of beer can make you smarter! Studies show that large amounts of hops can improve cognitive function. Unfortunately, you’d have to drink 3,520 pints in 1 day to get the effect. So once you became the smartest drunk person ever, you’d also be the deadest person ever. Source
Basil Andre Tarchinski November 6 1984 - September 29 2001
10 year ago today a car accident took a very dear friend of mine.
In that 10 years, I have graduated high school. I have moved out of, back into and back out of my parents house. I have fallen in and out of love. I have have helped raise 2 nephews and 2 nieces and watched them grow up. I have watched our friends get married and have children of their own. I have started my “career”. I have bought 3 cars and lived in countless different houses. I have made numerous new friends. I have made many mistakes and I have made my parents proud. I have lived the past ten years and through those ten years I have missed Basil every day.
On this ten year mile marker I find myself wondering what Basil would be doing. He would have graduated high school, would he have gone to college? Would his parents have stayed together? Would him and Beany have gotten married? Would he have kids of his own? Would he still be driving that Fire Bird? Would he still be smoking menthols because, “My baby likes me minty fresh”? Would he still be driving around listening to ICP and anything else that made him laugh? What would life be like now if he was still here? I imagine it would be about the same, but it would be a little better. He was the kind of guy who loved everyone and who everyone loved. He would give you his last dollar. He would listen to you cry and he would make you laugh. He made everything a little more fun. He was a good guy. Damnit, I miss Basil.
This year, I won’t be getting together with his family and our old friends, we stopped that around the 6th year, a year after his parents got divorced. I won’t be going to visit his grave today, I don’t live in town anymore. I was talking with Jimmy and asked if he wanted me to come to town and go to the grave with him and Jimmy said something that I didn’t think much of at the time. He said, “We can go next time you’re in town. He’s not going anywhere.” Thinking about it now, he’s right. Basil isn’t going anywhere, he is where he will stay, in our hearts and in our memories.
Tonight I will smoke some cigarettes, drink some whiskey and think about Basil.
I love you Basil and I always will.
It’s been 13 years as of today. Had dinner with our family and friends on Saturday, it was nice celebrating you. I still think about you every day. Rest in peace brother.
Faith in humanity restored! Never judge a book by its cover!
I’m actually sobbing
Seen this before. Sob’d the first time. Doing it again.
Bless them.. I like bikers even more now.
This is so cute
Where is the funding for them? Why have I not heard of this before? Talk about unsung heroes
this is amazing
Is this real? I hope it is.
I hope so too because this bought a tear to my eye ❤️
"My friends are scarier than he is."