So here are some stories that have happened to us over the years.  Hope you enjoy them.

        A Boob's Walk Through the Park
  It started one night on our way up town.  The crowd consisted of Joel, Steve, Kurtis and last Bob(boob). We were heading from Joel's house to get some movies or something, Boob already drunk was stumbling and rambling on.  Then as we crossed through this park which  was hard to see cause it was dark, then he all of a sudden remembered this time he had pantsed Nathan in gym class.  Boob being a shy guy usually wouldn't say anything but after a few drinks he does practically anything.  Like we all remember the time at K.F.C. when he mooned the cashier!!  Anyway he decided to tell us about his gym calss not knowing there was 2 girls sitting on the bench in the park.  As we walked by these two girls Boob was right at the part where he was pulling down Nathans pants.  His quotes were...."I didn't mean to pull down his underwear and all, just his shorts.  But when I did I seen his hairy ass and balls, holy shit I wanted to lick'em!"  Of course he was joking but the two girls near by thought it was pretty funny!!!
           Sorry Boob had to put that in.

         V-Neck Fag...How The Name Came To Be.
  This story starts out with Steve or as we refer to him, V-Neck Fag.  How did he get this odd name do you ask?  Well for anyone that doesn't know, when we say v neck we mean a v neck shirt and this is why we call steve V-Neck.  You see at Giant Tiger you can get a UNDERSHIRT which is like a muscle shirt or wife beater but it is has a v neck.  Steve being an out there guy wears this UNDERSHIRT as a normal shirt in which he looks like a fag due to his necklace and tight pants.  So we call him V-Neck Fag.    But we still love him no matter how he dresses.
     Hope you aren't offended by this V Neck. 

        The Bird Through the Window
This is kind of a touchy subject, but here goes. Geoff Bowse: a friend, a killer guitar player, and a sex monkey, was planning to throw a party at his cabin (the sugarshack) about 1/2km from his house. Just far away enough for some kids to drink, and not worry about parents or cops. This would be his third party back there, and we were all pumped. But, on a Monday, Geoff broke the news that he would be away, and he couldn't have a party. But the Crazy K Team was pumped. We wanted to party. So we spread the word to our close friends and girlfriends that we were going ahead with it, without Geoff. So Friday night came around, and we drank and had fun, until Meghan, (Kurtis' girlfriend at the time) stumbled into the door window. She wasn't cut, but we were busted. The next morning, we sobered up, took a dip in Geoffs pool, stole some food from his garage, and tried to figure out what to do about the window. We were giving up, when we discovered a dead bird, stuck in the wood oven at the sugarshack. Being the quick thinking guys that we were, we took the bird, and lay it's corpse right under the window in the glass, as if the bird had smashed into the window. We didn't think enough to realize the window had curtains, so a bird would not have flown into it, or that the bird was decomposing, and would have had to have been there alot longer than a weekend. So Geoff figured it out, basically killed us on Monday, but the bird had one final moment of glory. And we had a new Crazy K Team story.

       The Pole
Okay, that last story was pretty long, so this will be short and sweet. Basically, we were in Montreal and Kurtis walked into a street pole. Any questions?
(eat that Quebbs...and my pants aren't all THAT tight, numbnuts)

       Kurtis's Big Joke   
So there we were. Summer of grade 9. No jobs, no real worries, just a 24 hour sogout. Now my sister Katie is dating this guy named Jason Jackson, and they've been going out for almost two years, and last year, his family bought a brand new ski boat. He planned to take Katie, me, my little brother, and Kurtis for a rip one day, but Katie and Brad were busy, so we decided that me and Kurtis would tour with him for a bit, and then pick up Katie and Brad (my brother) afterwards. But first, we had to get the boat ready, and go to the arena and get some ice for the cooler. So we got the boat, and went to the arena. Jason said, "I'll be right back, I'm just getting some ice." So me and Quebbs sat in the truck for a minute, before Jason returned with a bag full of ice that said clearly on the front, "ICE". Nevertheless, he threw the bag in and sat down when Kurtis asked, "Whats that, ice?" Me and Jason sort of looked at each and started laughing when Kurtis clued in that that cold bag in front of him was indeed ice and decided that it was a joke, and he was kidding. He still insists he was just kidding, but me and Jackson know better.  -submitted by Steve

        The "Weak" Arms of V Neck
During the winter Joel, Steve and I (Kurtis) like to head up to Pakenham or pretty much anywhere where there's enough snow to go snowboarding.  It's awesome being up there with the three of us just ripping up the slopes.  But over the past years Steve has had a little problem getting time in to go rip it up.  And why do you ask?  Well you see Stev has a habit of breaking his wrist.  And then this year he did it again.  But with a bit of bad luck.  When I say bad luck I mean, it was a beautiful Saturday afternoon.  The three of us up at the hill, Steve has his brand new board only used twice.  So this was his third time up at the hill, and on our third run we decided to take a run through the park that had just been built.  And quess what happened, Steve went of the jump carving a bit to much so he caught his heel edge and went right into as 90 roll.  He stuck out his arm to cushion his fall a bit but he landed right on his wrist.  He got up and basically said in a calm voice, "I broke my wrist".  And this was his third time breaking it.  So he went down to the ski patrol or whatever and then went home.
Sorry about the arm(s) V Neck, but there's always next year if your lucky.

      Identical Plates
Okay, this story is about Joel, and I (Steve) was only told about this by the Brooks family. Jacki Brooks is a really good friend to all of us, and I guess she invited Joel up with her and her family to her cottage in Quebec. After a fun filled day of the outdoors, they sat down for supper. Joel sat down, looked at everyones dinner plates, and said "Hey, we have the same plates." Everyone kinda said, "Umm, yeah Joel, it's a set." Joel tried to explain himself, but gave up to everyones sarcasm. Two full months later, someone brought up Joels comment up again. Joel finally explained that he had meant his FAMILY had the same type of plates at home that the Brooks had had at their cottage! Just goes to show ya, Joel always gets his point across, even if it IS two months too late. (But we luv him)