As Jeff Foss snowboards off into the sunset, the BJx remembers one radical young man. You were never granted posting privileges, Jeff, but that doesn't mean you won't live on in the half-pipe that is our heart.
But enough sulking! Let's remember the good times. I'll get it started:
Jeff, I will never forget the time you were bitten by a rat.
Readers are encouraged to continue this touching tribute in the Comments section.
6 comments:
Oh, Jeff. Remember our intense discussion about hyphenating 'white-water' or making it one word? I tear up just thinking about it.
Have fun at the new gig! And don't screw it up.
I went ATVing with Jeff Foss and he almost died! Luckily, he didn't, and the world is more handsome because of it.
How could I ever forget my intimate dinner with Jeff and Grandmaster Flash. Jeff said that my question, "Grandmaster, how do you prefer to be addressed?" was the "whitest thing he's ever heard."
I'll never forget how I caught you stealing Christian's turkey sandwiches...
Ol' Ice Blue Eyes, I will never forget the time you "peed in your suit a little bit" in the cab on the way back from our Hot 100 party...
I'll never forget how as we boarded a plane to represent editorial at Stuff Casino Weekend, you turned to me and said, "This is kind of awkward, but I'm quitting."
Jeff, the only thing kind of awkward is the man boner I have that will never go soft for you.
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