User:Billythursday

Early Life
Billy Thursday is an amazing man. Born to Bill Lee Thursday and Shelby Thursday on October 3, 1980, he is the son every parent dreamed of. Billy is the elder brother of Hunter Thursday, the true gem of the family. In his early life he grew up in the impoverish neighborhood of Rancho Santa Fe. Dreaming of one day making it to Pacific Beach, he put himself through school at Bishops with is hair product creation, Sunny-In. With his bright blond hair and his indeflateable optimism, the skies were the limit.

College
Billy attended university at the University of Colorado, Boulder were he blossomed. Beginning freshmen year, Billy's eared the reputation of enjoying a night on the town every Thursday night, ironic. Between Thursday nights he gained leadership skills as the president of FIJI fraternity house. He also developed his permanent outside voice. In his spare time, he bused tables at Chili's.

Pre Brogram
Post-college, Billy moved 26 miles to Lower Denver - otherwise known as LoDo. Here Billy transferred his leadership skills to become a burger flipper at Good Times. After a short stint at Good Times, the heat became overwhelming. Given the opening of his schedule he moved to Palm Springs - otherwise known as Cougarville. He successfully ran a commercial real estate management firm for the next three years. In his work shorts, he won over the town's 40+ crowd with his beautiful blond tips and Baby Gap beaters.

Brogram
In 2008, Billy decided to further his career and get a higher education. Billy Thursday perpetually dreamed of a life in Pacific Beach. At the University of San Diego he found his opportunity. Learning a thing or two from the cougars in Palm Springs, he pounced. There he pursued a Masters of Real Estate. There were thirteen men and one woman. The program would locally become known as "The Brogram." At graduation, Billy fondly recalled their times together.

Pacific Beach
No girl in Pacific Beach or the surrounding neighborhoods was out of contention. The long walks along the boardwalk, otherwise known as Mammary Lane, were like fishing.