Recruiting Forum Football Talk III

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This gotta be the most boring coaching search ever.... someone fire up the grumors... where’s @MIT_Beaver getting quizzed about the guy who works the bar at a country club by @Atlanta VOL there were more flights tracked a month ago than today. There was a crew of us in 2017 that would patrol this place on the night shift and keep everyone up to date. I expected more from Volnation. Somebody get in here and drop an unsubstantiated rumor that they swear is true because their most reliable sister cousin heard it at the pilot gas station she works at when big Jim popped into get a big gulp slush on his way to Tyson McGee because the guy he’s flying with likes his drinks cold like his last name. @Freak didn’t spend his Christmas money on backup servers for this place to be as desolate as Neyland in a pandemic.
I’ll get some info on Sunday. Take a look at my comments since mid December on Pruitt being fired and the for cause thing.
 
I’ll get some info on Sunday. Take a look at my comments since mid December on Pruitt being fired and the for cause thing.
Sunday??? Half this board’ll be dead of infarctions by Sunday. I’m not saying you need to be calling people in the wee hours tonight but a tight morning wake-up call should not be out of the question.
 
I hope you knocked the fork out of your husband's hand in time.

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Apropos of absolutely nothing....

Another pointless and only marginally amusing story of the type I tell at night because, well, scotch, but here ‘tis:

Back in the college days I made a trip to visit my folks for a few days and my roommate and his brother (my two best friends) came along. They hadn’t met my folks as yet. My roomie (let’s call him Bob) was an outspoken, bold and funny-as-hell sort and my parents were super-nice, conservative Appalachian hospitality hounds, so I knew it would be fun.

The first night there we all sat down to dinner and my fundie minister dad took his place at the head of the table and, after saying a proper blessing, started in immediately with the southern hospitality.

We all had full plates in front of us and Dad said to Bob, who was seated on his left, “Now Bob, you make yourself right at home. You see something you want, you just go right ahead and help yourself.”

Bob replied brightly, “Okay, thanks!” and reached out and lifted a forkful of mashed potatoes right off my dad’s plate and popped it into his own mouth, then smiled right bigly at my dad. The whole table immediately fell into wide-eyed dead silence for a moment, and then I’m pretty sure I was the first to start falling apart in laughter. My dad was last to laugh but when he did, I could see it was genuine as all hell. It ended up a very fun and memorable visit.

Thanks for the memories, Bob!
 
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