Friday, September 29, 2006

The Saga of Weasel and Spud

Let me start by telling you who Weasel and Spud are.

For those of you that have been reading this blog for a while you'll remember Weasel as the driver of the car during the Great Bowling Shoe giveaway of 1975. He is also the older brother of Spud.

Spud who recently started reading and posting on this blog is Weasel's younger brother. Spud is also known for talking with the police while hanging with Hoagy.

I'm going to try my best to remember the facts of The Saga of Weasel and Spud but I'm sure I'll mess up some of the particulars. Too bad. I'm doing my best.

I think it was the summer of 1975 when Spud and Weasel's Dad offered them a job at the cement and brick company he worked for. It involved getting up wicked early, working their asses off, and basically giving up a summer of fun with me and Hoag.

Their job was to stack bricks. Lots of bricks. Mountains of bricks. The bricks were in huge piles in this vacant lot and they were supposed to neatly stack said bricks on pallets in a I think groups of 500 bricks. For each pallet they did, they would get $5.00. At the end of the week they would tell the foreman how many pallets they stacked and then get paid.

"I did 17 pallets"

"I did 19 pallets this week"

And on and on throughout the summer.

Well, Spud and Weasel were living large that summer. Cigarettes by the carton, new clothes, stereos, and junk food galore. Cash like they never had before.

Me and Hoag rested at the pool.

We barely saw them...they got up early...worked hard....and crashed early at night because of exhaustion.

Me and Hoag rested by the pool.

Every week. Covered in dust. Exhausted they worked.

Me and Hoag rested by the pool.

And then the summer came to a close and their foreman went out to the brickyard to inspect their work and discovered that Weasel and Spud didn't stack any bricks. They sat around all stinkin' summer smoking cigarettes, drinkin' Hawaiian Punch, and driving their Dad's Mustang around the brickyard and reporting each week that they stacked numerous pallets of bricks.

30 years later I'm pretty sure they're both still grounded.

16 comments:

cake said...

So will the tv show about Spud and Weasel air before or after Oh, That Hoagy! I'm sensing a really solid block of programming...I wonder if we can get a bidding war going between the networks.

Hmmm...

Clinky said...

This was already a TV show.

"Leave it to Beaver"

USA Senate Watcher said...

This story reminds me of John Kerry...taking up space as a senator for over 20 years, claiming to have actually done something, but it is finally revealed that he had done absolutely nothing.

I Ain't No Oprah said...

John Kerry did 200 pallets a week.

Mr. Meerkat, Esq. said...

I did 10,000 pallets. Please pay me in meerkat chow.

senate watcher said...

Actually, he has a PLAN to do that many pallets. That's not the same as doing them.

I Ain't No Oprah said...

He has a plan on filling pallets with bricks that he's not ready to quite reveal yet.

But he assures you that he'll do it better than Spud and Weasel.

And George W. Bush.

Spud said...

In rebuttle, it was 1973. Weaz was 15 and I was 14. They were used brick from old demolished buildings in Boston and 66% of them we had to chip the morter off. They supplied us each with 1 pair of canvas gloves every Monday morning. After about 1 hour and approximatly 13.59 minutes all 8 fingers and both thumbs were completely worn out. We honestly made it about halfway thru the summer before we got sick of it and told Dad we wanted to quit. And he said “NO”. So we decided to pad the pallet counts. Then one morning about two weeks later Sal (mean looking Italian guy) the big boss was standing at the office door waving us all in(Dad too). Weaz peeked back at me in the back seat of the old 64 Mustang convertible as I mouthed the words “Oh f---“ and glanced into the rear view mirror and saw Dad (who apparently already knew what was up) glaring back at me. Needless to say we spent the next two weeks finishing the massive pile of bricks, which we did. And no we were’nt grounded. He thought it was his fault for not letting us quit and hang out with our friends.

cake said...

Awww, I liked the story better when it was a pair of bad kids drinking lemonade and goofing off all summer.

I was living all vicariously from my cushy...job...where I'm paid to...ummm...blog.

Nevermind.

Bemisdown said...

It was either Weasel OR Spud who was once "Grounded for Life" for another incident involving a car which did not belong to them. Let's just leave it at that.

Do I have the right folks nooprah? And how many lives can these guys get grounded for?

I Ain't No Oprah said...

I don't remember the car incident.

I do remember them both getting grounded for life on numerous occasions.

And once they got double secret grounded for life.

Bemisdown said...

I'll bet SPUD remembers the car incident.....

bacon ace said...

"He thought it was his fault for not letting us quit and hang out with our friends."

More to the point it was NoOprah's and Hoagy's fault for being so tempting to emulate.

Phil Donahue's Niece said...

SWEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET

Weasels Daughter said...

haha Good story to know about!! got any more on spud and weasel???

weazel said...

Seems to me that NoOpera and Hoagy were to blame. They were bad influences to spud and I. After all we were near perfect children.
That's the way I remember it. (Anyone seen any thunderbirds lately?)