Well, most of mine come from hanging out and drinking way too much at O'Charley's...ahhh, memories.
I had a fat chick hit on me repeatedly before the Arkansas game in 2002, asking me for my number, where I was sitting, etc. Of course, I gave her a fake number and told her I was sitting in like YY8, when I was really sitting in like GG or something.
There's also the time that my friends and I brought a Nebraska fan to his first game (Marshall, '03). He loved to try and make fun of us rednecks, but he was the biggest one of them all, attracking every type there by getting on the chairs and singing Rocky Top. This was also the same day that the busboy there (who was a little slow) just walked up to me and strating screaming all sorts of obscenities at me for no apparent reason.
This day was an eventful day, as we had one redneck that was attracted to our Nebraska friend eventually try to start a fight with the bouncers because they made him put his shirt back on. After his encounter, he proceeded to tell us how there was gonna be "Bloodshed in this m'fer" if the bouncer touched him again. Some of his friends bought us several beers after our Nebraska friend kept yelling "Simon and Burnett, baby, Simon and Burnett!" The guy that bought all the beers had TCB tattooed on his knuckles. We have the pics to prove it.
The next story is after the Miami game in 2003. Didn't actually attend, but went to a bar in Murfreesboro to watch the game, and I personally got totally hammered. Several beers, a few shots, a UT win, and about 3 bloody mary's later (all by myself), we decide to go to the MTSU game and sit in my friend's box. There, all they had was Budweiser in a can. Who am I to turn down a free beer or (or 6)? During most of the game, I'm just slapping people on the back and hollering "We beat F'in Miami!". Apparently, I was told to say it, don't spray it more than once.
Those are just a couple of short stories. I might think of more later.