Just previous to the summer of '98 two of the three monsters of that time period were on a road trip with Mr.SimonHead recording bands across Canada. When they arrived in Calgary the two went to a DBS basement show... they had no idea who they were about to meet.

A strange looking burley fellow walked up to them and said, "I am going to the beer store, what do you like to drink?" Shocked, the two monsters simply replied," uhhhh... whatever you like..." A half an hour later they were getting drunk in a suburban park across the street from the show. This forshadowed their next years to come.

Dr.Kelly was the burley looking stranger's name and when the two monsters asked where the name originated he simply smiled and replied, "7 years of university, now would you like to over to the kitchen and get yourself a can of shut-the-fuck-up!" It was never to be discussed again.

The Monster's did two tours with the band that summer, both to B.C. and back, and what do you know... Dr.Kelly was picked up as their new roadie. The Monster's had no reason to complain, there was now someone to help lug their shit around, a shoulder to lean upon, a buddy to drink with, and a friend to swim naked with. Ever since then Dr.K has not willfully missed a tour or a show. He now lives in London's basement and is gettin ready to hit the road again this summer with the crew. The moral to this story is next time someone offers to buy you alcohal, watch out.. you my find the friend you never expected. We love you Dr.k!

On a final note... watch how you look at him, he will tear you to pieces without a second of hesitation
.... just jokin'!

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