Boxing
Back to form, we have a lovely photo from Peter's boxing days. Oh, what form and grace.
posted by Mike Dubuc | 10:02 AM
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Friday, May 12, 2006
Back to form, we have a lovely photo from Peter's boxing days. Oh, what form and grace.
28 Comments:
In his day, Peter packed quite a punch with his right hand through his oil stained lunch bag.
Looks like the mock up they did for the Rev. Mr. Playfair, doesn't it. Not a bad job Mike. Barry Fitzgeralds brother in a bathing suit!
I think that "photo" has been retouched. Expat never had shoulders that developed.
I think its legit. Notice the organized crime types in the background? Peter hung out with a tough crowd back in the day.
Could be, could be. Back then he was known as 'Lefty' because of his right hook.
Careful to besmirch the name of a legend. Among the radical theologians I was feared! They didn't call me the Grand Inquisitor for nothin' ya know!
your glory days are behind you Expat.
He passed them on a curve on Bungay. It took .3 seconds at 20 mph.
Now jo, jo, driving slow is nothing you could ever accuse me of. I inherited grandmas nickname, Speedy!
"speedy" in a Buick?
How about a Buick with a V-8 that could blow away anything those slant eyed little yellow bastards could produce any day of the week and twice on Sunday! 0 to 80 in seconds my friend. Ever see a 1956 Jap anything do 100 mph, well I've been in a '56 Roadmaster that did it in 3rd gear and you still would think you were riding in your living room! God bless GM
You were stuck behind a bus.
I must have taken the Beat the Bus route then, there you can become airborne!
I believe we have scared off my dear friend in the clergy. You all are terrible!
No, that was the '78 LeSabre station wagon! The econoline was indestructable and could care up to 20 feehan students, one driving, one on the other front seat, one each on the inner wheel wells and the rest standing!
Expat drove a real babe magnet.
One has to wonder why the Peter specifically states how many FEEHAN students it took to crew the ole' boat. I didn't realize it was good form to identify ones alma matar when discussing vehichle loading techniques. I guess there really is a difference between schools.
As a side note, Mike traveled many miles, and changed many tires on the old station wagon aka the blonde bomber. It was gold with a red leatherette interior and was a '78 Buick Century Wagon, not a LeSabre. If you took a hiway ramp too fast, you had to pull over and shut her down until all of the oil settled down into the pan, then start her up again. That activity left 3 Santas temporarily stuck on the side of the road I think near Swansea, waving to traffic, scaring children.
Well....
No, but as Mike may recall we were escorted out of the Mall by Security. Apparently they didn't appreciate 3 Santas
Jo,jo, I was refering to the other wagon, the blue one with the faux wood on the sides. It existed around the same time, maybe before. It was a Le Sabre. The gold bomber was the later model. Maybe the LE sABRE was a '76. I can't remember them all. I do remember the two toned '56 Buick Special we had when I was a kid, it was also gold and white, and my memory was confirmed by Ross.
Anyway, the gold bomber took one quart of oil per gas tank fill up if I remember correctly. I don't know how many Santas it would have held if one tried.
More than the Geneva convention would have allowed.
No, they weren't that kind of perverted Santa! They were the kind that would have just smoked cigarettes around kids and cursed!
I call dibs on Moe!
What are you nuts? Curly is my favorite Stooge.
Everyone knows that Shemp was the best.
No, Lori, no one wants to be Larry, we all know who Larry really is!
At this point, Dr. F. I have to protest, Shemp is not the best, Curly is. Curly defined the boys. I do think that Shemp is #2 I love the hair falling down in his eyes all the time.
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