(OT) There is isome DDDY quality stuff brewing over on facebook
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It was funny if you asked him if he had change. His typical response was..."If ah had change foh uh $xx, do you thank I'd be shinin' yo GD shoes?!". Classic, and true.
I think my favorite townie was the super checker at the winn dixie. He was only there around the 2000/2001 time frame. That guy could literally get a your basket full of groceries scanned, bagged, paid for, and out the door in under a minute. That dude was passionate about his job and getting people in an out. He'd literally be throwing you out of the door once he was done with you so he could get to the next customer.
I saw him at Cheers several times. He'd usually be wearing a blue cowboy hat, smoking a black 'n mild, and dancing by himself. You can't talk to him though. He only knew how to yell. A loud "HEY!" was as about as far as he could converse. Anything beyond that, he would just stare at you blankly. I wonder whatever happened to him?
I think my favorite townie was the super checker at the winn dixie. He was only there around the 2000/2001 time frame. That guy could literally get a your basket full of groceries scanned, bagged, paid for, and out the door in under a minute. That dude was passionate about his job and getting people in an out. He'd literally be throwing you out of the door once he was done with you so he could get to the next customer.
I saw him at Cheers several times. He'd usually be wearing a blue cowboy hat, smoking a black 'n mild, and dancing by himself. You can't talk to him though. He only knew how to yell. A loud "HEY!" was as about as far as he could converse. Anything beyond that, he would just stare at you blankly. I wonder whatever happened to him?
around 2003ish, who would stand on the edge of the street screaming at car's driving by. I think the story on him was he was an ex-mayor of Starkville who developed some sort Tourette's. I think he might have also been an ex-boxer. I can't really remember. I do know that he passed away though. Kind of sad thing but always enjoyed driving by and seeing him give everyone the business.
Ex-mayor and ex-boxer is what I heard as well. Guess that would be where he got the name punchy from.
I'd make it a point to slow down by his house to hear him yell. You could have a cordial conversation with the guy from a distance if you yelled loud enough.
I'd make it a point to slow down by his house to hear him yell. You could have a cordial conversation with the guy from a distance if you yelled loud enough.
A. You don't know many drunks. You probably know people who drink, but you have obviously never tried to help a drunk before. I know exactly where Dave is on this and while it could have been handled better you get so fed up of being treated like **** by someone you were just trying to help that you snap. It's hard to not take it personally when someone just takes, and takes, and takes and then as soon as they can find a way to take more, even if it means screwing you over, they jump on it. This is part of what makes addiction a terrible thing. This is Gerald's bed no matter how you look at it so let's not jump on the guy who was just trying to help him out just because he finally figured out he can't help. If you love Gerald so much why the hell aren't you giving him work?TheStateUofMS said:
B. Are you a girl? Because you over react and get bitchy faster than any man I have ever seen. I haven't even been reading the board religiously lately and it seems I've seen you snap and freak out several times in the past few days. It's the summer, take a $%@@%$# chill pill.
I think the super checker is the guy I'm referring to in my edited post. Called him Major Payne. He only had one volume setting. LOUD. Hilarious.
This was probably around 2003 or so, he would always come to our house around lunch and scream out, "WHAT UP PIKE WHAT UP PIKE!!!!" We'd say "Damnit Shine, this is the KA house!" His response, "Oh my apologies, WHAT UP KA WHAT UP KA!" We would have some guys that would need their shoes or boots shined sohe would plop down at a table while everyone else ate lunch and start shining. One day he said, "One you boys get me some food." One person said, "Well the kitchens closed, how bout a salad." Shine say, "Sure, salad be fine." So this fraternity brother of mine decides to put nothing but jalapenoes and Tabasco sauce on top of the lettuce. Shine took one bite, started cussing,got up and left the KA houseand I'm not sure if he ever came back.
I'll just say, that's probably the reason he didn't like the KA's very much.
R.I.P. Shine
"If the sun don't shine, ya shoes will!" - Shine</p>
I'll just say, that's probably the reason he didn't like the KA's very much.
R.I.P. Shine
"If the sun don't shine, ya shoes will!" - Shine</p>
He was the former mayor of Starkville and a boxer in college. He had Alzheimer's which made him forget just about everything in the short term. He was a really pleasant man and fun to talk to if you could stand having the same conversation everyday. He had some pretty good stories to tell as you could imagine. He wouldn't hesitate to hit on your girl either. When you'd remind him he was married he'd respond with "I'm a dirty SOB" or something similar. My favorite story occurred one day when I was headed to class, I heard him yelling like normal but he was nowhere to be seen. The bushes were rattling behind me though. He had fallen down in the bushes and couldn't get up. My neighbors, who were also out at the time, ended up picking him up and bringing him to his house. He scratched his head pretty good on the fall and his wife was very thankful. The next day his wife brought fresh baked cookies over as a thank you and Punchy was out on the sidewalk doing his thing - with a nice band-aide on the top of his dome.
He ended up passing away my senior year. His wife, who still lives in the house to my knowledge, placed a plaque in front of the tree he would stand under every single day.
He ended up passing away my senior year. His wife, who still lives in the house to my knowledge, placed a plaque in front of the tree he would stand under every single day.
First of all, HOLY **** I can't believe I forgot about Mr. Super-intense-bagger at Sack-n-Save!!! That guy's haircut was even intense! "HOW YOU DOIN' TODAY, SUH!? PAPER OR PLASTIC, SUH!? YOU HAVE A GOOD DAY, SUH!!"3000lbchicken said:
that dude was awesome...
Second, is Oogity Boogity the sorta stocky black guy that can't really talk, but sort of mumbles and it sounds a little like baby talk? If so I remember that guy, too... matter of fact I drove past him today on my way to the gym at lunch, walking down Louisville Rd.
Dave has changed since DR passed away. (If you don't know who DR is, then it's not relevant to you.) I'd argue that he's changed for the better since DR passed away and he's probably fed up with watching Gerald slowly kill himself. Don't get me wrong, Dave is no saint, but he's kept himself together enough to run a successful business for the last couple of decades.
Also, Gerald's been bad mouthing Dave, but Dave can't talk **** about Gerald? I don't get that. Just because Dave is a better smart *** doesn't mean he should be the bad guy. I hope if any of you own a business you are smart enough to reserve the right to fire whoever you want when their performance goes through the crapper.
Also, Gerald's been bad mouthing Dave, but Dave can't talk **** about Gerald? I don't get that. Just because Dave is a better smart *** doesn't mean he should be the bad guy. I hope if any of you own a business you are smart enough to reserve the right to fire whoever you want when their performance goes through the crapper.
**** I'm rolling. Hahahahhaaha. Major Payne. I haven't though about him in 15 years................ Wasn't he the bagger at Jitney Jungle, though? I can't remember which stores where which. Im remember my going in there with my dad sophomore year so he could load us up with beer.We get a cart of beer andIgo straight to majors line withoutsaying a word to my dad.I tried to keep a straight face andI start putting beer on the counter and BOOM... " HOWYALL DOING!!!!!! PAPER OR PLASTIC?????????????Volume on 20.(My Dadwalks straight out of the store with tears in his eyes and i cant talk)..
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Does any one remember the skinny guy, that had the thick mustache and would talk and yell at himself?Helooked like Charles Manson and always wore a suite with tennis shoes, abig cross and carried a bible everywhere?He looked like he could snap any minute.The guy walked everywhere. I saw him walking down the side of the highway many times. He was in Perry all the time.
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Does any one remember the skinny guy, that had the thick mustache and would talk and yell at himself?Helooked like Charles Manson and always wore a suite with tennis shoes, abig cross and carried a bible everywhere?He looked like he could snap any minute.The guy walked everywhere. I saw him walking down the side of the highway many times. He was in Perry all the time.
the late night evangelist??? A frequent Hardees latenighter who would strike up an eerie conversation with you everytime! Hilariously creepy..</p>
as soon I saw one of those new Old Spice commercials with that black dude yelling on it, I thought of that guy.
He would F you up on the dance floor at Cheers, he owned that joint...plust most sane people were scared to approach him.
He would F you up on the dance floor at Cheers, he owned that joint...plust most sane people were scared to approach him.
I even tipped him a couple of times a $1 or so because that guy could bag my groceries in like 10 seconds.
Your talking about "Mr. Amen" as we call him. My freshman year, he actually got arrested for stealing a car. He got a brand new purple PT Cruiser and told everyone he got a great deal on it. he told me he paid 90 dollars for it. I just thought he was crazy. Turns out, he went to a rent-a-car place and actually thought be bought the car, when in fact he just rented it. That led to him getting into some trouble, and being forced to get help. He was always good for a solid "Amen and Hallelujah" at 3am when we were inside Hardees drunk off our ***.<div>
</div><div>Does no one remember Celcil the Snake master? He thinks he is the professional wrestler, walks around talking to himself and anyone who will listen about Vince McMann and other WWF stars? He is by far my favorite crazy townie. He actually asked me to be his manager and gave me his phone number. He "wanted me in his corner" at his matches. I wish i still had that number.</div>
</div><div>Does no one remember Celcil the Snake master? He thinks he is the professional wrestler, walks around talking to himself and anyone who will listen about Vince McMann and other WWF stars? He is by far my favorite crazy townie. He actually asked me to be his manager and gave me his phone number. He "wanted me in his corner" at his matches. I wish i still had that number.</div>
I remember him... he would always have an arm-load of books everywhere he went. We called him the Eternal Student because the rumor was that he was attempting to take every course offered at MSU before moving on (I doubt that, but it was still what we called him). He's still around, too, because he bought some extra equipment for his bicycle from my parents' shop towards the end of last year.McMeat said:
Not the Manson guy but the skinny middle aged black guy that you could hear across the drill field. And he would tell you you were going to hell if you had greek letters on your shirt. He chewed me out one day like he does everyone. I happened to have a bible in my backpack. Not sure why cuz I never did but I just pulled it out and showed it to him in mid chew out and he went nuts. Jumpin up and down and praisin Jesus. Never even apoligized for telling me how awful I was. I guess he just thought college people were all immoral. He was a pretty famous guy. That was like '05. There was always the occassional poser, but they couldn't touch the screaming evangelist.
He's called my black friend a n*gger several times. Refuses to apologize. Criticizes us for being friends with him for no other reason than the color of his skin.<div>
</div><div>Yeah, he's a nice guy at times. But he can be grumpy and creepy just as much. Dave calling him an "obnoxious racist" is pretty much dead on. The fact that he's a drunk is already well-documented.</div><div>
</div><div>He had ample time to get his **** out of his place. Days and days of warning. I have no pity for old Gerald Berry.</div>
</div><div>Yeah, he's a nice guy at times. But he can be grumpy and creepy just as much. Dave calling him an "obnoxious racist" is pretty much dead on. The fact that he's a drunk is already well-documented.</div><div>
</div><div>He had ample time to get his **** out of his place. Days and days of warning. I have no pity for old Gerald Berry.</div>
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Yes he still came around once a semester or so recently.? Great diversity in the crowd you may notice..you have the BYX/BSU/Rowdies trumping him with scripture, black girls going off in ebonics, regular students passing on the way to class, and also crews who bring coolers and lawnchairs to watch this Circus.?
I tried to find the one of him getting tackled, but no luck.? If anyone finds it please post the gold
Yes he still came around once a semester or so recently.? Great diversity in the crowd you may notice..you have the BYX/BSU/Rowdies trumping him with scripture, black girls going off in ebonics, regular students passing on the way to class, and also crews who bring coolers and lawnchairs to watch this Circus.?
I tried to find the one of him getting tackled, but no luck.? If anyone finds it please post the gold
There was a young, black kid who used to walk around campus who thought he was a wrestler. He was constantly talking smack and yelling like he was in the ring and had WWF shirts on all the time. No clue who he was but the reaction of people who had never seen him before was priceless.
I also remember some guy who quietly walked around town but had to touch everything he passed like stop signs or parking meters. If he missed he would just turn around, go back, touch it and then turn back around and continue the same path. It was a compulsion. I kinda felt sorry for him.
I also remember some guy who quietly walked around town but had to touch everything he passed like stop signs or parking meters. If he missed he would just turn around, go back, touch it and then turn back around and continue the same path. It was a compulsion. I kinda felt sorry for him.
A friend of mine told me this thread was on here. I haven't posted on sixpack in several years (like the changes by the way, DS).
I didn't read this entire thread but let me clear up a few misconceptions that i scanned. Dave was not paying Gerald's rent. Mr and Mrs McGovern were. Dan Camp is tearing down the house on Col Muldrow where Gerald lived and since that time Gerald has been staying on people's couches (including mine for a few days).
Dave extended Gerald an offer to take pictures a few years ago in exchange for free beer. This arrangement worked well until Gerald lined up the same deal with several of Dave's competitors. Even then, Dave turned a blind eye and allowed Gerald to be Gerald.
I don't know what led up to this particular incident, other than the Tavern employees not being able to wake Gerald Monday night when the bar closed. Dave made a business decision and he also knew he would get slandered on Facebook because of it. He waited for the first stone to be cast then explained his decision. Business decision, that is. Not a personal one.
Thank you,
Jody Pepper
I didn't read this entire thread but let me clear up a few misconceptions that i scanned. Dave was not paying Gerald's rent. Mr and Mrs McGovern were. Dan Camp is tearing down the house on Col Muldrow where Gerald lived and since that time Gerald has been staying on people's couches (including mine for a few days).
Dave extended Gerald an offer to take pictures a few years ago in exchange for free beer. This arrangement worked well until Gerald lined up the same deal with several of Dave's competitors. Even then, Dave turned a blind eye and allowed Gerald to be Gerald.
I don't know what led up to this particular incident, other than the Tavern employees not being able to wake Gerald Monday night when the bar closed. Dave made a business decision and he also knew he would get slandered on Facebook because of it. He waited for the first stone to be cast then explained his decision. Business decision, that is. Not a personal one.
Thank you,
Jody Pepper