MWSC - I spent a semester there one night.IFYKYK
It ain’t the weight it’s the funk that’s killing meRoberta, Roberta - get yo big leg off of me!
Did it hit the chicken wire!?I just threw a half-full longneck across the living room in his honor.
It'll only hurt for a little while!IFYKYK
Absolute Starkville Legend........
The three biggest lies in the worldIt'll only hurt for a little while!
My favorite story was the first night I ever went with a bunch of dorm rats like myself. He cracked the door open and said what's the password? We (a bunch of Freshmen) all looked at each other, nobody told us about a password. He said get in here newbies, there ain't no damn password. At Mack's your money is your Password!members only, I believe the fee was like $2
No, but you have to be at a minimum Gen X to understand...........You don't have to be a boomer.
Non boomer here as well, but us GenX-ers were there too.Non-boomer here...help me out.
I used to work in Chi-car-go, In a department store, I used to work in Chi-car-go, I did, but I don't any more. A woman came in, she asked for the butcher shop... Some meat she wanted, but porked she got And I don't work there any more A woman came in, asked for the bakery... Glazed doughnut she wanted, cream filled she got And I don't work there any more I used to work in Chi-car-go, In a department store, I used to work in Chi-car-go, I did, but I don't any more. |
"Some" truth here DD13.......There were always a few chicks in there at those hours but usually they were fugly.......I mean, if you were hammered drunk at 2:00 in the morning and wouldn't do'em you know they UGLY...........It was the final destination. If you ended up there, you knew you were too hammered, too unlucky, or just too ugly to get laid that night.
I thought I remembered the giant panties saying “ole miss” on themOne time I asked him where he got those panties he had hanging on the stage behind him and he said "When my wife outgrew 'em, she gave 'em to me."
where's the beefI thought I remembered the giant panties saying “ole miss” on them
Mack would autograph too. Once upon a time, my friends got me a signed photo of him for my birthday. For the purposes of this story, let's say my name is John. His message read:
"Happy Birthday to P*ssy Licking John. Mack Banks"
Simple, yet sweet.
I don't know of this 'downtown' you speak of... lol but it was in a small one story building right on Hwy 45 (I think that was 45) on the left as you were headed south. Very fuzzy memories.and beginning in the ‘80s it became a popular destination for students from Mississippi State.
I see the place mentioned on here often. I had never heard of it and don't recall any tales during the mid 70's. Seems it was "discovered" after I left.
Never heard of or knew where Crawford was (other than Jerry Rice references) until we moved back to Starkville and go through there on our way southbound to 45. I can't believe you guys actually drove down there for "after parties". About all I could handle was getting to Len Lew's and back. Tell me you didn't take Oktoc to get there.
Was it located in the "downtown" area we drive through?
Thanks, sounds like it was "out on 45".I don't know of this 'downtown' you speak of... lol but it was in a small one story building right on Hwy 45 (I think that was 45) on the left as you were headed south. Very fuzzy memories.
It seems crazy now, in this day and age of Starkville having multiple bars open and actually selling cold beer at stores in town. But I'm fairly sure we took Oktoc on the way back at least some of the time. Probably depended on where we thought there were fewer cops. It was 3-4:00 in the morning, so those were long and dangerous drives back, yes. Looking back, I'm not sure how we survived it all.
I think this is right, but was Len-Lew's what turned into Doug's Place when I was there? South of 82 on 45, down on the right at the top of a small hill?
