This is Hugh Jass and we interrupt this thread with some breaking news coming out of the Death Wish Coffee Racing Team camp. Let’s go to our man on the scene, Howie Feltersnatch for the latest; Howie:
Thanks Hugh, WFUK has learned that The Death Wish Coffee Racing Team is on the brink of destruction, or desertion, which ever you prefer. It may come as no surprise, but Driver #1
@Jw_wk1010 has been MIA for the past three weeks, and his ultimate return is still up in the air. There has been no communication from the driver, back to team headquarters, and this has some of the staff very concerned. This has left the racing team in total chaos, as nog3861 was really counting on the support, guidance and tutelage of his more experienced race partner. Rumor running around the ARL headquarters in Podunk, Indiana, indicates JW may be in a very deep, caffeine induced coma/high. Knowing that the worlds strongest coffee is super caffeinated, the driver may have simply overdosed on the stuff and could be passed out anywhere in the good ole US of A. He was last seen approximately three weeks ago brewing up a 100 gallon batch of Death Wish Coffee in his grandpappy’s old time still. Witnesses that I have spoken to talked about a (and I quote) “crazed midget, almost leprechaun like being on the prowl in the back woods of Indiana, hair all a which way, trembling uncontrollably, speaking in a very high pitched, rapid voice, talking about needing more coffee”. One neighbor told me, “He stole my pick’em truck right from my backyard! I seen this weird looking little person hot wiring my Ford, and when I yelled at him, he turned around and started talkin’ a so fast, I couldn’t understand a dag gummed word. So I grabbed my trusty REMINGTON 870 and fired off a couple shells. The bast*ard is so little though, that the buck shot missed him completely. Plus the fact that he was runnin all around like the dag gummed road runner, it was hard to get a good aim at him. He finally took off down highway 41, and I could hear my John Cougar Mellencamp CD’s practically blowing out my Bose speakers in the truck”.
Well, I must say Hugh, the whole desertion has taken its toll on the team. I have also learned that nog3861 went to the BOD of the ARL asking for a reprieve from his, um, shall we say, mentally challenged team mate, asking to have the team dissolved so he could team up with a more reliable driver. The ARL BOD told nog3861, that in no uncertain terms are teams allowed to be disbanded, rearranged or otherwise messed with during the season. Nog3861 went on to tell me that the BOD even taunted him, by saying everything is clearly written in the rules and regulations. They then went on to intimate that nog3861 doesn’t read, at all!
Well, that whole exchange infuriated nog3861, and he basically told the ARL BOD to shove everything up their, well, you know what. He went on to trash the main office trailer of the BOD, throwing objects at the members of the board, swearing uncontrollably at them, while threating them with a “visit” from his cousins, GIOVANNI, VINCENZO and CARLO. I have come to learn that his little outrage at the BOD has earned nog3861 a three-week suspension!
I was lucky enough to have a few words with nog3861 shortly before his departure from ARL headquarters, and this is what he had to say:
“YOU TALKIN TO ME? YOU TALKIN TO ME? NO F’ING COMMENT YOU RAT! I’LL BREAK YOU IN TWO LIKE THIS TWIG RIGHT HERE YOU FRIGGIN LITTLE SAUSAGE GRINDER. GET OUTTA MY FACE BEFORE I RIP IT OFF”.
Needless to say, I was a little intimidated by this, so I backed off, naturally. This has been Howie Feltersnatch for WFUK reporting. We now return you to our regularly scheduled thread content.