Redmen.com Charlotte post game mourning party
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I was going to make a comment about marrying a sister or cousin being less formal but considering Dinkins comment about inbreeding I figured I'd let him have it.
I once lived in South Carolina. I was invited to Christmas party and shocked when I found out that southern boys stand under the mistletoe at Christmas and wait for Granny and cousin Sue-Ellen to walk by.
LOL
That's cold, '72.
I was going to make a comment about marrying a sister or cousin being less formal but considering Dinkins comment about inbreeding I figured I'd let him have it.
haaa. ok
Dinkins was the lucky one. He lives an hour away so he was able to get out of town right after he met up with us
LOL
My son was out of gas. We weren't out of Charlotte, and he was knocked out. I knew he was done while we were at Tilt.
@Paul: The Duke inbred's was kinda wild in our area. Seriously, there was two dudes, during St. John's/SDSU game who would periodically make "calls" to one another. They were probably doing it, as a joke. But one would make one sound, and the other would make a similar sound.
One was in section 212 would say, "Cooooookooo!" The other guy in section 215 would say, "Cockle-cooooooo-dooooooo!" It sounded like some backwood's country arse call.
We liked it. A little too peppery but I it was good. They have these cheddar biscuit breakfast sandwiches that looked real good on their advertisements but not gonna make it there for breakfast
Here is how the day started today
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Here is how it ended
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I see you hit up Bojangles', Maher. LOL Did you like it? It doesn't do much for me nowadays.
jerseyshorejohnny
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Great picture of you and your better half !!!
Safe travels !!
Safe travels !!
Class of 72
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I was going to make a comment about marrying a sister or cousin being less formal but considering Dinkins comment about inbreeding I figured I'd let him have it.
I once lived in South Carolina. I was invited to Christmas party and shocked when I found out that southern boys stand under the mistletoe at Christmas and wait for Granny and cousin Sue-Ellen to walk by.
LOL
That's cold, '72.
Old joke.
As for South Carolina, I may have mentioned to you in previous conversations that I was stationed for part of my illustrious military career at Fort Jackson outside of Columbia. I was there with another redmen grad from 72-73 and attended most USC games that season courtesy of the legendary Frank McGuire who we visited at a team practice. To be honest, it was like being home with that South Carolina staff and crew. Frank made sure there were always complimentary tickets for us and he had a soft spot for G.I.'s, especially from NYC and St. John's. His entire staff was made up of New Yorkers if I recall with Donnie Walsh and Buck Freeman. He had an all New York area starting five who were not only great players but the nicest kids you could meet. USC had left the ACC that year and became an independant like St. John's. I was heart broken when I got transfers orders to Texas. As for a small world of coincidences, my new CO in my battalion who conducted my on-boarding interview was a face I recognized. He had graduated the year before me from West Point and he played for none other than Bobby Knight. Being the only African American starter on the team made him easy to remember and being from St. John's and having a love of college basketball in common we became fast friends. Hungry for college basketball we would drive down to Austin with a couple of other guys (they were all from the Houston area) and attended UT games. Their games were played in the Gregory Gym back then that was much smaller than our Alumni Hall.
I actually had a great time with southern boys as you see!
I was going to make a comment about marrying a sister or cousin being less formal but considering Dinkins comment about inbreeding I figured I'd let him have it.
I once lived in South Carolina. I was invited to Christmas party and shocked when I found out that southern boys stand under the mistletoe at Christmas and wait for Granny and cousin Sue-Ellen to walk by.
LOL
That's cold, '72.
Old joke.
As for South Carolina, I may have mentioned to you in previous conversations that I was stationed for part of my illustrious military career at Fort Jackson outside of Columbia. I was there with another redmen grad from 72-73 and attended most USC games that season courtesy of the legendary Frank McGuire who we visited at a team practice. To be honest, it was like being home with that South Carolina staff and crew. Frank made sure there were always complimentary tickets for us and he had a soft spot for G.I.'s, especially from NYC and St. John's. His entire staff was made up of New Yorkers if I recall with Donnie Walsh and Buck Freeman. He had an all New York area starting five who were not only great players but the nicest kids you could meet. USC had left the ACC that year and became an independant like St. John's. I was heart broken when I got transfers orders to Texas. As for a small world of coincidences, my new CO in my battalion who conducted my on-boarding interview was a face I recognized. He had graduated the year before me from West Point and he played for none other than Bobby Knight. Being the only African American starter on the team made him easy to remember and being from St. John's and having a love of college basketball in common we became fast friends. Hungry for college basketball we would drive down to Austin with a couple of other guys (they were all from the Houston area) and attended UT games. Their games were played in the Gregory Gym back then that was much smaller than our Alumni Hall.
I actually had a great time with southern boys as you see!
You might want to reconsider that last line, 72. :lol: Just joking, of course.
Thoughts of Ned Beatty in Deliverance. Ouch!
I was going to make a comment about marrying a sister or cousin being less formal but considering Dinkins comment about inbreeding I figured I'd let him have it.
I once lived in South Carolina. I was invited to Christmas party and shocked when I found out that southern boys stand under the mistletoe at Christmas and wait for Granny and cousin Sue-Ellen to walk by.
LOL
That's cold, '72.
Old joke.
As for South Carolina, I may have mentioned to you in previous conversations that I was stationed for part of my illustrious military career at Fort Jackson outside of Columbia. I was there with another redmen grad from 72-73 and attended most USC games that season courtesy of the legendary Frank McGuire who we visited at a team practice. To be honest, it was like being home with that South Carolina staff and crew. Frank made sure there were always complimentary tickets for us and he had a soft spot for G.I.'s, especially from NYC and St. John's. His entire staff was made up of New Yorkers if I recall with Donnie Walsh and Buck Freeman. He had an all New York area starting five who were not only great players but the nicest kids you could meet. USC had left the ACC that year and became an independant like St. John's. I was heart broken when I got transfers orders to Texas. As for a small world of coincidences, my new CO in my battalion who conducted my on-boarding interview was a face I recognized. He had graduated the year before me from West Point and he played for none other than Bobby Knight. Being the only African American starter on the team made him easy to remember and being from St. John's and having a love of college basketball in common we became fast friends. Hungry for college basketball we would drive down to Austin with a couple of other guys (they were all from the Houston area) and attended UT games. Their games were played in the Gregory Gym back then that was much smaller than our Alumni Hall.
I actually had a great time with southern boys as you see!
You might want to reconsider that last line, 72. :lol: Just joking, of course.