I've got some great stories about the Sprouts, as his affectionate name was. Remember when that dumb chick Jen was so giddy because he had given her his private cell number? Then she found out he had like nine cell phones and was giving his private numbers to the other women on the team too! She was so mad that she admitted that standing behind him was like standing in back of a porta potty on Saint Patrick's day, but after everyone ate beans!
Those were fun days. I remember a bunch of women seeing him at P Club and saying they thought someone had plucked a chicken, a chicken with boobs! We loved that one too.
