The Saga of our Neighbors Part Two

When Brock called Billy, this is how the conversation began every time: Billy: "Hello." Brock: "This is BROCK." Billy: "Who???" Brock: "This is BROCK from next door." Billy: "Oh, hey BRAD." One time, Billy was over at the house and he looked at the girl who was living with us at the time and said, "If someone comes up here that you don't know nothin' about, you call me and I'll show him what I'm about!" Then, he looked at me and said, "You too, Brock's wife." Haha! He could only get Brock's name correct when referring to me! We had a dozen friends over one day trying out our new 300 foot zip line. Billy was over helping us install it. He went on top of a rickety ladder with a chainsaw over his head and no shoes on. Brock, who was the Billy whisperer, was inside, so I tried to talk him out of cutting this one branch. One of the girls told a guy to hold the ladder for him. The guy shook his head and pantomimed the chainsaw coming down and cutting off his arm. We all backed up feeling helpless. At that moment, the ladder and Billy began to fall. Billy threw the chainsaw in the opposite direction. Then, he shrugged and got the chainsaw, climbed back up the ladder, and cut the limb. We all breathed a sigh of relief! When someone began going down the zip line, Billy would yell out encouraging words like "Make it happen, captain," or "That's the ticket, baby snake!" However, toward the end of the ride, he got concerned that the brakes would not stop the passenger and would scream the same thing every time, "Jump!!!" It was hilarious and all of our friends loved on Billy. Tomorrow, I will tell you more, but warning...the story gets sad.