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As the Millenium changed I sent out to my friends a listing of my Top 100 memories of my first Millineum. Jeff played a prominent role in many of the memories. I've included several memories/stories about Jeff in this site for your amusement. Please feel free to email me any stories or memories you have of him and we'll add it to either the Stories or the Blogs page appropriately.

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#9 - Do the Scooby Doo! - 1985

Published June 4, 2006 1:19 PM by Phil Parker

Speaking of which, first a warning, this story is probably as bad as Zippy's Spaghetti Story; however, it's my list of Top 100 "Memories" not "Stories". You may recall in Memory #42 that I mentioned there are 3 memories that pop in my head at work and make me smile or laugh, not because they are wild or embarrassing, but because they are silly. The 1st was Rob tossing my car's headrest out the window, this is the 2nd.

A bunch of us saw a talent contest at the dorms of UC Davis, nothing remarkable except for one dumpy looking guy that did the absolute best Scooby Doo impression that you've ever seen. It was amazingly dead on and sent the small crowd into an uproar. Never had Jeff and I been so impressed by such a simple skill.

Cut forward 2-3 weeks. We are at Brucefest, a rager of a party that we attended every year. Jeff and I are sloppy drunk when we happen to run into a dumpy looking guy. Immediately it hits us, this is the Scooby Doo guy. So we run up to him and start demanding "Do the Scooby Doo, Do the Scooby Dooo! You're the greatest, Do the Scooby Doo!" He had no clue what we were talking about, and eventually lost us in the crowd. We drank some more and then hunted him down again, this time we brought along friends to watch his amazing impression. So there were now several of us around him screaming "Do it man, you're the best, Do the Scooby Doo, Do the Scooby Doo!" He again had no idea what the heck we were talking about and fled into the crowd.

For 3 hours Jeff and I kept hunting this guy down, many times bringing people to watch, every time demanding "Do the Scooby Doo, Do the Scooby Doo!" Finally the guy said "OK! OK! I'll do it." Then did the absolute worst Scooby Doo impression I've ever seen. Finally after 3-4 hours it dawned on us, this wasn't the same guy. We'd been chasing this poor guy around the party for hours demanding that he "Do the Scooby Doo" in many cases bringing people to watch, and he really didn't know what the hell we were talking about, why we targeted him, why we thought he was the greatest or what "The Scooby Doo!" was.

I always like to think of it from his perspective. And it makes me laugh!

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