Post by Wolf on Dec 6, 2013 12:11:15 GMT -8
Marion 'Beef' Wellington:
The man, The myth, the legend.
Women wanted to be with him and Men wanted to be him.
Beef died on November 30, 2013. Beef loved deep fried Southern food smothered in Cane Syrup, fishing in the green river, Little Debbie Cakes, Two and a Half Men, beautiful women, Reeses Cups and, workin out at the gym. Not necessarily in that order.
He hated vegetables, politics, hypocrites, magic and anything else ‘Grammy’ told him not to like. Not necessarily in that order.
He was a master craftsman who single -handedly built his body despite his family history of diabetes and obesity. Beef was also great at growing fruit trees, grilling chicken and ribs, popping wheelies on his dirt bike, and making everyone feel appreciated.
When it came to taking one for the team, Beef was one of the best in the business, and he loved doing it. Beef loved to tell stories, and you could be sure 50% of every story was true. You just never knew which 50%.
Cordell Walker, Maj. Scott McCoy, J.J. McQuade and, Colt were his heroes.
Beef adored the ladies, and they adored him. (Even though he would tell ya Girls don't like him) There isn't enough space here to list all of the women from Beef's past. There isn't enough space in the Bloomingdale phone book.
A few of the more colorful ones were Momma Margie, Crazy Pam, Big Tittie Wanda, Spacy Stacy and Sweet Melissa (he explained that nickname had nothing to do with her attitude). He attracted more women than a shoe sale at Macy's.
Beef’s Ma and Pa were lost while traveling with beef on a ship from London England to the United States under more than mysterious circumstances. However Beef was survived by:
Chik ‘Grammy’ Filot, Charlotte and her twin brother (close cousins), and a whole mess of friends.
Beef will be missed it’s Rare to find a cut like him anywhere.
The services have been put on by a Mr. Stone under the request that we give him a few weeks to work out the arrangements.