I'll never forget this...We went to the game in Stankville about 5 egg bowls back and when we pulled up and were getting out of the shuttle, this ole toothless redneck came running over wanting to know if we had our BAIL..."You got your BAIL" he yelled...I yelled out...BAIL? What do we need BAIL for? We're not going to JAIL...

And he said, while waiving his hand back and fro..."Your Bail, your Bail you know..."

Oh- you mean B-e-l-l....Oh...I see I replied..."They're not allowed in the game" I told him, and he threw it back in his pick-up, locked the door and headed for the stadium...BAIL-LESS no doubt...

</font><blockquote><font size="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">quote:</font><hr /><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Originally posted by Coach Peanut:
I'll never forget this...We went to the game in Stankville about 5 egg bowls back and when we pulled up and were getting out of the shuttle, this ole toothless redneck came running over wanting to know if we had our BAIL..."You got your BAIL" he yelled...I yelled out...BAIL? What do we need BAIL for? We're not going to JAIL...

And he said, while waiving his hand back and fro..."Your Bail, your Bail you know..."

Oh- you mean B-e-l-l....Oh...I see I replied..."They're not allowed in the game" I told him, and he threw it back in his pick-up, locked the door and headed for the stadium...BAIL-LESS no doubt...</font><hr /></blockquote><font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif"><img border="0" alt="[laugh]" title="" src="graemlins/laughing.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[laugh]" title="" src="graemlins/laughing.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[laugh]" title="" src="graemlins/laughing.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[laugh]" title="" src="graemlins/laughing.gif" />

Why does this not surprise me? I saw some really choice people when I was up in Starkville on Saturday night. Actually, I was eating at Ruby Tuesday's with some friends of mine and there was some kind of domestic dispute outside. About three Starkville PD showed up and were out there for at least a half an hour in the parking lot questioning everyone. I never heard what actually happened, but I was waiting for the camera crew from "Cops" to show up.

WR

"Starkville...the land that fun forgot."

Only some trash from Stankville would bring a domestic dispute to the RT...Hell, at least at ole miss it happens behind the closed doors of a BAR for god sakes...

Bad boys, bad boys...what ya gonna do? What ya gonna do when the DENTIST come for you??!!

Oh, it was funny. I think it's the first domestic dispute I've ever witnessed at a place like RT. They were yelling back and forth with the cops and it was almost like it should have been on tv. They didn't look like the brightest lights in the harbor either.

WR

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"Bail", that's hilarious! <img border="0" alt="[laugh]" title="" src="graemlins/laughing.gif" />

What have you done with PEANUT. Somebody left a big green pod in his closet. (I just saw Kevin McCarthy running down the street, screaming..."they are coming, they are coming...you have to believe me...before it's too late.)

They definitely got Peanut. He actually has a sense of humor. I've read three or four posts I actually enjoyed. (tig ole bittiest - I like it!) <img border="0" alt="[laugh]" title="" src="graemlins/laughing.gif" /> <img border="0" alt="[Cheers]" title="" src="graemlins/cheers.gif" />

lmao@pea

that is great!!!!!!!!!

those poor idiots in starkvegas

While we're waltzing down memory lane. . .

One day this past January as I was leaving Wal-Mart, I noticed a man sitting on the tailgate of my truck. A light sense of alarm arose in me for I knew not what to expect of him. When I got closer I noticed he had removed my Razorbacks license plate and was looking at it with great concern.
"Might I ask why you've done what you've done?" I inquired.
"Yep, was you at the Hogs game in November?"
"As a matter of fact I was."
"Well, your boys disrespected us something awful after the game and I don't appreciate it."
"Okay" was the only response I could come up with. I doubt that a witty retort would do much good with the overwhelming odor of MGD eminating from with his breath. He stood up, handed me my plate, and retreated to his own vehicle. He got in and cracked open another beer.

And there he sat after I drove away. I never saw him again. I can't help but wonder what happened to the drunk. In any case, I think I am a bit older/wiser from the whole experience. And never will I forget the lessons learned that fateful day in the Indianola Wal-Mart parking lot. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Cool]" src="cool.gif" />

Exactly what lesson did you learn? <img border="0" title="" alt="[Confused]" src="confused.gif" />

I may need to remove lots of tags. <img border="0" title="" alt="[Razz]" src="tongue.gif" />

Hey can't think of a whitty name,

You're KILLING me!!!

Actually, I was hoping someone else had insight on my lesson. I still don't speak fluent Reb-ish. Only been here 2 months.

Don't start that shi_t or we will give you a real short, unwitty name.

Point taken. <img border="0" alt="[Cheers]" title="" src="graemlins/cheers.gif" />