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Allow Me To Reintroduce Myself. I Am Now Diehard Otis


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Man, I'll be damned if this isn't a "look at me!" post. A very new poster tells his life story, then explains why he changed his username.

 

Okie dokie man! Thanks for the heads up.

Come on, no need for this my man. We're all on edge due to that preseason game, but let's not forget this is first of all a community for the brotherhood (and sisterhood) of Redskins fans to interact. Let's be friendly to Otis here.

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I'm Riggo-toni. For a brief moment when this site underwent a migration and everyone had to essentially re-register, I briefly went by the moniker Riggotoni because the MB had an issue with hyphens, but one of the mods changed it back for me.....just in case any of you were confused I thought I would clarify.

I have also registered as Lex Luthier on other sites, but it turned out to be a more common handle than I thought-guess there are a lot of sinister guitarmakers out there.

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I'm Riggo-toni. For a brief moment when this site underwent a migration and everyone had to essentially re-register, I briefly went by the moniker Riggotoni because the MB had an issue with hyphens, but one of the mods changed it back for me.....just in case any of you were confused I thought I would clarify.

I have also registered as Lex Luthier on other sites, but it turned out to be a more common handle than I thought-guess there are a lot of sinister guitarmakers out there.

Luthier...? Cool... if you have a wesite that shows your work, PM the address to me. I could look at guitar porn all day long. Since I'm now 40 and have used the name Hawgboy since I was on thenflforum some 15 odd years ago, I considered changing my name but figured LesPaulSkin or GuitSkin was already taken.

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My guitar business finally folded last year -I'd been losing money on it since the financial crisis. I think the bare bones of the website jeppsonguitars.com is still up there, but I had to sell off my equipment and settle for just making guitar pickups nowadays. ( jeppsonpickups.com ). I just barely started tinkering with making effects pedals, but I don't think that will be much more than a hobby.

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My guitar business finally folded last year -I'd been losing money on it since the financial crisis. I think the bare bones of the website jeppsonguitars.com is still up there, but I had to sell off my equipment and settle for just making guitar pickups nowadays. ( jeppsonpickups.com ). I just barely started tinkering with making effects pedals, but I don't think that will be much more than a hobby.

Wow.  Your guitar work is awesome.  I'm a guitarist so I love seeing people's custom work.  That sucks it folded.

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[i apologize to the mods in advance if this is posted in the wrong section. I have seen other posters park an intro thread in The Stadium, so I have followed suit]

Hey folks. I've got a new screen name!

I am now Diehard Otis.

I really enjoy your work on elevators.

:)

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Ahhh, Otis….

 

My freshman year of college I was sentenced to 60 hours of community service on campus for several infractions involving (but not limited to) dorm-room debauchery.

 

They slapped a pair of latex gloves on me paired me up with a 65 year old custodian named Otis from Alabama.  (Picture if you will a 5'6'' version of Samuel L. Jackson's character from "Black Snake Moan" who talked exactly like Fred Smoot.)

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Otis quickly became my hero.  Every 2 hours or so, he would make me wait behind the dumpster while he ran across the street to buy a 22oz brew. To this day, I've never seen a man crack open a deuce-deuce (without the aid of shotgunning) and demolish it in under 6 seconds.  He called it his "water break".

Later on, we were cleaning out a trashcan and I saw two crinkled-up $100 bills floating on top of the garbage.  Without hesitation, I stuffed them into my pocket and bagged up the rest of the trash.  Otis snapped his head around real fast, "What cha got there, boy?  I saw that ****!"  I knew he hadn't seen that ****, so I kinda just smirked and walked to the elevator.  

 

Otis wouldn't let it go, so I eventually revealed my findings on the elevator.  He immediately broke out into a leprechaunish jig, "Oh ****, that's what I'm talkin' about!!"  He then tried to convince me to give me one of the bills because we were a "team".  (Hell nah, Otis.  Where was my 11oz every time we took a water break?)

 

Anyway, the money turned out to be fake and got me in a lot of trouble-- but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise because that just meant I got to spend more time behind the dumpster with my 'ol buddy Otis!

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