Showing posts with label deebo. Show all posts
Showing posts with label deebo. Show all posts

Friday, July 30, 2010

Watch out Deebo!!!

Wanted to share this just in case you are not special enough to be on the Leprechaun's mailing list.



Deebo, I know this is Huntsville, but I'm afraid it may spread to your hood soon and they be rapin' errbody out there...so be careful.  Good t-shirt idea as well.

Oh and congrats to Daniel on his latest ginger, Joshua.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Erin Can't Get Enough of Deebo

MSU, Ala. game on ESPN primetime

STARKVILLE — For the second time in four weeks, a Mississippi State home football game will be broadcast in prime time on ESPN.

The visit by No. 3 Alabama (9-0, 6-0 SEC) to Scott Field Saturday will be kick off at 6 p.m. on the network with its top crew of Brad Nessler, Todd Blackledge and Erin Andrews. The trio was in Starkville on Oct. 24 when Florida beat State 29-19. At the time, that game was the third most-watched college football game of the season on ESPN.


Wednesday, April 29, 2009

She Works Hard For The Money

From FOXNews.com:
AKRON, Ohio  —  Police say a 14-year-old girl was dancing topless at an Akron strip club when they raided the bar and arrested four exotic dancers.
I assume the girl lied about her age, but what dummy couldn't figure out that she was probably a little too young to be in there getting rained on?

Speaking of young'ns...reminds me of a couple things from college:
  • I remember when Deebo was hooking up with a high-school girl and her bra end up hanging down from the ceiling fan in our room.  The next morning John C. brought his parents and grandma over to introduce them to us.  Comedy ensues.
  • I'm light on details, but there was some incident at the crack house where Michael busted down the door fighting with his high-school girlfriend.  Luke or Michael...do you want to expand the details?

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

'Twas the night before Thanksgiving

In the spirit of Thanksgiving I wanted to share some things we should all be thankful for:
  • First and foremost...thick skin and a sense of humor.  Even after Luke and Mike C. broke into the Little Brown Crack House and turned everything upside down I finally caved after a few days of boredom and invited them back over to drink.
  • Flo & Eddie's - It's a shame it burned down.  Here is The Reflector article from 2001 about the fire which happened in the early morning hours on Thanksgiving Day while Luke and I watched from across the street.  Most of us had some great times there while in school.  Tonight make sure you tip your drink in tribute to Flo's.
  • That hot, crazy, naked chick (aka the pre-Cruise Katie Holmes look-alike) that lived across the street from the LBC.  The first time I met her was in the front yard while we were drinking and grilling.  She came over to chat and bummed a beer and a dip.  Two words come to mind: HOT and AWESOME!  You stay classy crazy, naked chick.
  • Nunnrey and Deebo are kind enough to offer assistance and a jacket to the crazy, naked chick while she sits in the middle of Maxwell Street screaming about her pills that her boyfriend just ran off with.  My guess is that it was in the low 40s that evening and hopefully she is thankful for the assistance she received.
  • Nunnrey heard the baby crying and decided to recruit Deebo to check it out to make sure everything was okay at the crazy, naked chick's apartment.
  • Deebo touched her butt.
  • That it really wasn't an earthquake that shook the Cotton District seven years ago.  It was just Nunnrey falling backwards down the stairs and taking all of the hanging pictures with him while Deebo was touching the crazy, naked chick's butt after they heard a baby crying and decided to invite themselves in to the apartment.
I know I'm thankful.  Feel free to share your list as well so I'll at least know John's not the only other person reading this.

Tuesday, October 14, 2008

Vandy Trip Wrap-Up

We had a really good trip down to Starkville over the weekend.  Here are some of my notes:
  • Ran up a ~$500 tab at The Grill Friday night.  Even better than that...JT picked it up.  What a guy!
  • Sweet Tea Vodka is good...no...actually it's awesome.  Thanks Lukey and Vanessa for bringing down your stash.  Shay, next time you mix one up remember to use half water.  And thanks to this drink we actually ran out of bottled water before we ran out of beer at the tailgate.
  • Had a nice setup in The Junction for tailgating.  Big shout out to Devin for taking care of the cooking duties.  Although we didn't get any Luther Burgers, Devin did hook us up with some of his Deebo's Delight burgers.
  • Potato salad from Bulldog Deli is still like ambrosia.
  • Pool + JT + Nunnrey = lots o' water displacement
  • Devin really is a dirty Mexican.  After digging around in the mud to try and find Vanessa's shoes (walking back to get truck after tailgate), he bathed in the water fountain in front of the Comfort Suites.
  • Pork chop and gravy biscuit from Hardee's hits the spot pretty well in the morning while you're hungover.
  • JT and I took a tour of the Little Brown Crackhouse.  It's still pretty much the same, but the flooring in the kitchen has been replaced and they have a dishwashing machine now (that's BS).  Oh yeah, and it smelled like hippies lived there.  And I was a little disappointed that there was nobody over there drinking on a Friday night of a home game.
  • That's what Deebo loves about college girls, man.  He gets older, they stay the same age.
Definitely had a great time and I always enjoy getting back together with the crew.  We should try to make it a yearly thing to make it out to at least one home game.

Saturday, June 28, 2008

Deebo's Chicken Coop

Today I was at the gym on one of the cardio machines (hard to believe...I know). I kept hearing some bird squawking. I kept looking around and felt like I was in Deebo's chicken coop since I couldn't see where the hell the noise was coming from. Finally, I realized it was some old woman on a stair step machine that had her pet bird in a soft-sided pet carrier.

Who the hell brings their pet bird to the gym?