Though we weren't friends per se, I remember Darryl aka Booty as a funny and all around nice guy. I have a memory that has stayed with me since the days of sowing our wild oats. It was a Friday night when Booty took me and a couple of other girlfriends for a ride up in the foothills in his classic Mustang. We stopped at a vista point to take in the view and imbibe the flavor of the night, Olde English 800 (haven't touched the stuff since). When he dropped me and a friend off at home in the wee hours, I'd no sooner shut the car door when he decided he was gonna lay down some rubber...except he was in reverse. My friends and I thought this was pretty funny until we saw Mom standing at an open window upstairs. "Oh...uh...Mom, that's just Booty messing around." I don't think she bought it. RIP Darryl...stay away from that Olde English.
Darryl Kidder
Though we weren't friends per se, I remember Darryl aka Booty as a funny and all around nice guy. I have a memory that has stayed with me since the days of sowing our wild oats. It was a Friday night when Booty took me and a couple of other girlfriends for a ride up in the foothills in his classic Mustang. We stopped at a vista point to take in the view and imbibe the flavor of the night, Olde English 800 (haven't touched the stuff since). When he dropped me and a friend off at home in the wee hours, I'd no sooner shut the car door when he decided he was gonna lay down some rubber...except he was in reverse. My friends and I thought this was pretty funny until we saw Mom standing at an open window upstairs. "Oh...uh...Mom, that's just Booty messing around." I don't think she bought it. RIP Darryl...stay away from that Olde English.