~Randall~
Oh yeah, it's time for the Randmeister! Randy was the 'elder guy' in the original group. He was also the lady's man as well, until 'lil Jeff and the B. surpassed him that is. Although, Randall is still every bit the lady's man--meaning all the ladies like him, but he's faithfully and happily married with a wonderful young son (where the younger got the blond hair, I don't know, but I hope his daddy tells him where all that hair could lead to based on the expieriences of Jeffthro and the bopper)--but, regardless, he's still the 'lady's man'. You, of course, know you can be a lady's man and be a faithful man as well. Just ask me most of the time. Anyways, most importantly, Randall was the older mentor and our rock of the group. I think we all felt, in the band, that if we ever went too overboard in our wild and zany planning of our shows, that Randall would say something and if he didn't say something, everything was probably ofay. Also, if we ever got worried about 'actually' being able to do something (make the gig, buy new uniforms), if Randall didn't say anything, we were probably ofay, again. And most of the time we really were, but the Randmeister eased our minds. If Randy thinks it's OK, it's probably OK and we knew he would make sure it was, and man, you know like we weren't even afraid, while Randy was in the band, that anyone--anyone--would ever kick our presumptuous asses. That was a good feeling. Thanks, Randall.
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