After years of playing in your COD4 Freeze Tag servers, I've decided to finally come say, "Hey hey hey!" and properly introduce myself.
Most of you who play in the FT servers already know me as the intense, loud-mouthed jerk yelling at everyone to get the f@*k outta spawn and come rub my belly. My apologies for being a pain in the ass...
Okay...who am I? Here's a little history for ya.
First of all, plain ol' Greg Brady is a huge dork with zero talent. Fuck that guy. I am the TRUE Greg Brady. People always ask him if there were any off-screen romances and he blabbers on about kissing Marcia one time at the pool. Pffftt... Buddy, I had Marcia, Carol, AND Alice in my bed one night and let me tell you...I was humpin', pumpin', slappin' and smackin' all night long like Lionel Richie at a gawd damn rodeo. Damn I miss the 70s...
Now before you get all judgmental and shit, you have to understand - it was a different time back then. And hey, I was just helping the ladies out. How so? Let me elaborate...
As you all know by now, Mike was gay, so Carol wasn't gettin' any. Alice was with Sam, the Butcher, and sure, he could handle a knife, but he couldn't ahhh...sear a striploin if his life depended on it, if ya know what I'm saying. Hell, he was putting his lumpy gravy on the mashed potatoes before the steaks were even off of the grill! Poor Alice just wanted to get her ol' rocks off, but Sam couldn't deliver, so ya boy had to step in and take the reins. And Marcia? I mean...she was looking for a little more than a kiss by the pool, so...
And remember that episode where Greg was high as kite? Yeah that was me. He had the day off and wanted to hang, but the only way I was going to be able to have ANY sorta fun with that loser was to get him baked out of his tree. Of course, 5 minutes after we blazed, he got called in to do a re-shoot. That clown tripped over a bike pump lmao!
I was also responsible for getting Davy Jones on the show. Davy and I go way back. We used to jam when he was still living in Manchester. Solid dude and helluva singer, that man. RIP.
Okay, okay... Look, guys, I gotta be straight with you - all that stuff I just told you is actually bullshit. It's not true. If you've made it this far, congratulations! Now for the real me:
I'm in Toronto, working at a major hospital in biomedical engineering. I love music, film, art/design. I live an indulgent life, spending WAY too much time, money, and energy acquiring insane amounts of beer and wine (love me some bourbon too). I also enjoy cooking, riding my 10-speed, and camping. Sitting by an open fire, having a few beers, and listening to tunes with the stars overhead is my kinda night.
Anyway, enough about me. I am just here to drink beers, have a few laughs, and rub some bellies. See you all in the servers!