WHOAH DONUTS!
There was a jolly fellow named Roy. Roy was in a movie called "Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey." Not my favorite Bill and Ted's movie, but I digress. There was one of those "makes no sense" moments in that movie that caused snot to pour and sides to hurt for no apparent reason. These happen from time to time. It's the only reason I bought Robin Hood Men In Tights, and so on....but I'm gettting all tangent-y again.
During this movie there is a point where Bill and Ted are dead and decide to possess their dad and co captain of the police department to inform them of wrong doings in the little town of San Dimas. Once they realized they were in the bodies, the shorter dumpier man proclaims "WHOAH DOUGH-NUTS!" in a spot on cali surfer that has been dead for days and craving fried pastry accent.
I lost it.
Once again, can't explain it.
It got me by the brain banana.
It was either contageous or my best friend and I share the same brain, but he lost it as well. This was '93, I was just barely getting my license, and just starting to make out with Mary Jane for the first times in my life. The phrase stuck. Anytime something awesome or awestriking would happen we would proclaim. "WHOAH DO-NUTS!" The space is there because there is a break in his exclamation.
Anyhooo.....my mom asked me about it one day and embarassingly I try to explain it the best way I can without hearing her eyeballs rolling, and actually show her one day on TV.
To my surprise she says, "oh, that's Roy Brocksmith" all nonchalantly. My eyes popped and asked how she knows this. Apparently Roy is from Q-town...teh tip...aka...Quincy Illinois. Birthplace to my mother and home of one Roy Brocksmith. I was floored!
The next time we visited we actually run into him at one of the only 2 really nice restaraunts in town and of course I have him outgraph my napkin.
say it with me.....
"WHOAH DO-NUTS!"
Roy Brocksmith.
That was my donut story....then this morning I found myself assisting a broadcast at Dunkin Donuts for a fundraiser which featured donut batting practice with the St. Joe baseball team, a donut hole eating contest with the Champaign Fire and Police Chiefs, and meeting the new Illini Women's basketball coach, she was awesome, very nice, excited, and friendly....I wish he the most of successes...she was asked to spin a jelly donut in her finger....being a former globetrotter and all....surprising she was really damn close for being a stupid thing to ask someone to do
Then came the donut throw.....the amazing Juice to Leskis connection was in the works....our starting QB Juice Williams was to throw donuts from Dunkin....across Green St. over to me in the CVS parking lot....
The first one cruised over my head, and I nearly plastered myself into a pickup truck trying to pull it in for the score....not my best showing...I lost a shoe
I was ready for number 2.....BOOM...I was on it! Tracking it and it was heading almost to the exact same spot.....then upon re-entry it slowly disinigrated into a sugar cube sized pellet and fell before me.
After the flag football game last year, I still have no TD catches for the Illini in any way, shape, or form.
Although fun, it will not be my NEW donut story
R.I.P.
Roy
may your days be forever donut filled
During this movie there is a point where Bill and Ted are dead and decide to possess their dad and co captain of the police department to inform them of wrong doings in the little town of San Dimas. Once they realized they were in the bodies, the shorter dumpier man proclaims "WHOAH DOUGH-NUTS!" in a spot on cali surfer that has been dead for days and craving fried pastry accent.
I lost it.
Once again, can't explain it.
It got me by the brain banana.
It was either contageous or my best friend and I share the same brain, but he lost it as well. This was '93, I was just barely getting my license, and just starting to make out with Mary Jane for the first times in my life. The phrase stuck. Anytime something awesome or awestriking would happen we would proclaim. "WHOAH DO-NUTS!" The space is there because there is a break in his exclamation.
Anyhooo.....my mom asked me about it one day and embarassingly I try to explain it the best way I can without hearing her eyeballs rolling, and actually show her one day on TV.
To my surprise she says, "oh, that's Roy Brocksmith" all nonchalantly. My eyes popped and asked how she knows this. Apparently Roy is from Q-town...teh tip...aka...Quincy Illinois. Birthplace to my mother and home of one Roy Brocksmith. I was floored!
The next time we visited we actually run into him at one of the only 2 really nice restaraunts in town and of course I have him outgraph my napkin.
say it with me.....
"WHOAH DO-NUTS!"
Roy Brocksmith.
That was my donut story....then this morning I found myself assisting a broadcast at Dunkin Donuts for a fundraiser which featured donut batting practice with the St. Joe baseball team, a donut hole eating contest with the Champaign Fire and Police Chiefs, and meeting the new Illini Women's basketball coach, she was awesome, very nice, excited, and friendly....I wish he the most of successes...she was asked to spin a jelly donut in her finger....being a former globetrotter and all....surprising she was really damn close for being a stupid thing to ask someone to do
Then came the donut throw.....the amazing Juice to Leskis connection was in the works....our starting QB Juice Williams was to throw donuts from Dunkin....across Green St. over to me in the CVS parking lot....
The first one cruised over my head, and I nearly plastered myself into a pickup truck trying to pull it in for the score....not my best showing...I lost a shoe
I was ready for number 2.....BOOM...I was on it! Tracking it and it was heading almost to the exact same spot.....then upon re-entry it slowly disinigrated into a sugar cube sized pellet and fell before me.
After the flag football game last year, I still have no TD catches for the Illini in any way, shape, or form.
Although fun, it will not be my NEW donut story
R.I.P.
Roy
may your days be forever donut filled
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