I've got an extra seat for ya in the box this weekend...

Come on up to Space Mountain.

Do you have to be a "baby doll"? I sure would like to check out "The Box" and your 40 friends, Peanut. I promise I won't act like the Clampetts the first time they ate on the "fancy dining table". <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" /> <img border="0" title="" alt="[Big Grin]" src="biggrin.gif" />

i'd like to see a skybox....but how would i find you coach?

RX....

You have my email address...omr4life@yahoo.com

Send me an email and I'll find a way to get you the ticket...Home games are limited now, so move quick...

I hope this is not a trick to "lure" her into a spider's web!!!!!!!!!!

Tune in next week to hear Peanut say, "Why Rx............ what big..........................................................................
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...............................................eyes you have!

And then to hear Rx say, "Hey, Coach Goober.............................................................................my eyes are up here!!!!

(edit: added returns in the .............. line to make it scroll right)



<!--EDIT|georgia_tech_swagger|Oct 14 2002, 07:57 PM-->

I can just see it now. Picture this scenario:

Rebel_Rx: "Hi, I'm Rebel_Rx. Nice to meet you."

Coach Peanut: "Well gaaawwwlee! You sure is pretty. Shazzaaayum! I knows I said I had a box...it's this here cardboard box right here by the stadium. Whatcha thank?"

This is only a dramatization intended for the entertainment of our audience. None of the actors were hurt in the typing of this post. However, my cat did jump up on my computer desk and nearly knocked over my glass of water.

WR



:wave:

Here's the scroll problem you guys mentioned. All those .........'s in REBstills posts without a space messed it up.

And so Rx, her heart fluttering with fear and desire took the elevator to the infamous Coach Peanut's skybox. At one point a brief, half remembered vision of Heathcliffe fluttered past her mind, but as she heard the roar of the crowd, a crowd now beneath her feet as the elevator sped its way to the rarefied, pure air of the highest circle of Ole Miss heaven, she had instead the image of a ravening crowd in the Flavian ampitheatre, and she felt as though she had been summonsed to the marbled box of a cynical and powerful senator,whose chief virtue had so far been to survive the purges of a viscious and desperate emperor. But she was a countrywoman, bred of solid stock,and her mind steeled itself to face what she might face. The lift suddenly stopped. As its door opened, a panormic view opened itself to her eyes; a turbaned servant approached

To be continued

She hasn't come back...this is not good. Lynne, did you bring Kevin along to fight with the guy? LOL