Hmmm, T-Funnel...let me
think back...
It all began with Dad Jokes, as I recall.
One buddy's dad was bald (Turtle Wax), another's was a bigger loon than I am (Loopy), and my Pop was a drinker (Funnel).
Well, one night we stole 2 sixteen ounce bottles of liquor from my dad. Actually, we didn't steal the bottles, rather, we poured 16 oz of vodka into one empty Pepsi bottle...and a half and half mix of vodka & gin into a 2nd. We feared that taking too much of the vodka would bust us.
So, the guys whose pops were Turtle & Loopy split the 16 oz of vodka. I finished the mixed one by myself. I ended up puking alll over my brand new New Balance basketball shoes (Later referred to as "Nordenheggers"...don't ask why that name came about...I was drunk at the time.)
Anyways, after than night, I became "T. Funnel"...son of "Funnel".
A few months later, the 3 of us formed "Rap Attack"...our break dance crew.
I kept "T. Funnel"...the other 2 were....????????????....maybe...."Run Hot" & "Downtown".
We beasted the streets for a few months before we realized that we were only dorks in
parachuute pants and moved on to
metal.
However, during that time we
actually got pretty decent at breakdancing...
...in fact, when my 2 friends got married years later, we all did the
dolphin/worm at the weddings...
...I broke the same big toe both times...
...haven't broke since then!