Mississippi State University - Reveille Yearbook (Starkville, MS)

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Supplying the need for a quick burger and fries is the main concern of McDonald ' s and Danver ' s, who dish it out as fast as it is ordered. Slapping the dough is John Bell, who works for Domino ' s Pizza, which is a popular pizza delivery restaurant.

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What most normal students do best - Leigh Ann Burns demonstrates. Hold the pickle, hold the lettuce special orders don ' t upset us . . . If true, Starkpatch has no Burger Kinc but the city makes up for it with man other eating establishments. B-Quik i always there for late night Jo Jo Potat satisfaction or before-the-formal, in the-car, I ' ll take a wing, you take thigh munch-out. Just don ' t get greasi spots on your formal! Driving down Highway 12, Food jumps out at you. Shall it be: You you ' re the one, or You ' re Wendy ' kind of people? Compromising, yo speed in Sonic, knocking down th carhop. Upon receiving your order, yo pop five fried pickles in mouth and fi your lime slush to the rim with Bacard This puts you in a semi-euphoric statt capable of downing a No. 3 and foot long chili cheese. For an exotic variation, try th cafeteria on theme night! G Hawaiian with taped-up cutouts Donny and Marie, pineappled veal an, flaming tiki torches. Or Chinese Far tasy — Bean sprouts, bamboo shoo and sweet and sour spam. Food Servic Director Jim Lavine suggests takir your shoes off at the door . . . Food variety abounds in and arour Starkville. Why settle for a cold peam butter in the dorm when you can dir on the tempting international cuisine the luxury of air-cooled, rain-soake smoke- filled Dimitri ' s? B. Bid 26 Student Lif(

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Hey, Joe College Is . . . Joe College was a guy who lacked a certain quality of Go-Get- ' Em-Ness when it came to College Women. He was not anti-social, nor was he disinterested in Female Companion- ship. Joe did, though, suffer from a mild case of Shyness. In his early days, Joe ' s mother had tried gallantly to expose the Young Col- legian to Life Among Others, but Joe had never been extremely impressed with the efforts. Quite frankly, Joe was somewhat complacent to live his life Relatively Alone. Joe ' s perspective on life had shat- tered, though, the day he came to Col- lege and took his first Panoramic View of Worldly Women. It was on that day that Joe commissioned himself to break away from his shyness and become a Social Creature. But Joe had made little progress towards his goal well into his College Days. On the subject of Gorgeous Girls, he was somewhat ignorant and at best, he could barely carry on a conversation with one of the Precious Urchins. And so it was that Joe resigned himself to admiring the ladies from a distance. One co-ed Joe especially admired sat next to him in one of his classes. She was the best-looking blonde Joe had ever seen. Because of her, he went to that class with marked regularity. Their relationship consisted mainly of conversations about tests or comparing notes, but Joe was happy just to be near such a Devastating Dame. Take note that Joe College was a pro- duct of Delta, Miss., where weeds grew tall, summers grew long and the women (to be a little blunt) had been known to keep on growing. Of course, Joe was no Man Of Looks himself, but that had nothing to do with his desire to know College Queens. On this particular day, Joe went to class — to sit by the Girl With The Hair — only to find an empty seat. Realize here that Joe was not a stu- dent known for his Love Of Classes, and his attendance therein was usually inspired by other motives (like tests, term papers and Luscious Ladies). Since Third World economics was not a Classy Motive to Joe, the absence of his friend clothed him in an instant melancholy. Without the Blonde Bomber to keep his interests keen, Joe was soon daydreaming about Indepth Relation- ships. It was through such daytime dreaming over the years that Joe had filled the gaps and Mingled With People. Joe came out of his trance midway through class to check his watch. As he glanced towards his arm, he focused on a little envelope in the Empty Seat beside his desk. His name was on the front of the envelope. What is this? Joe mumbled to himself as he picked up the small packet. He opened it and saw dainty script on a card inside. The penmanship was strangely familiar and Joe realized it Belonged To Her. He had strategically asked to see the Blonde ' s notes enough times to recognize her writing. Joe focused on the card and began to read the message written there. Our dormitory sponsors a party every semester where all the girls have to ask guys to come to the dorm — it ' s sort of a Sadie Hawkins thing. We call it a Crush Party, the card read. I ' m sorry I can ' t be there to give thi to you myself, but I had to help ge. ready for the party . . . and I was afrai you might not want to come, th message continued. At the end of the card, the now excited Joe quickly read the last word: Joe, YOU ' VE BEEN CRUSHED. The signature on the invitatio belonged to the Beautiful Blonde One. J Joe nearly choked. What?! he sai! incredulously. Is this a joke? h asked himself. The professor momer tarily stopped his monotonic lecturi and looked towards Joe. I ' m sorry.j Joe mumbled, barely able to hide hi; enthusiasm. Joe packed his books and left clasj early. His mind was racing. He didn know what to think. Had the Girl Wit The Notes actually noticed him? Coul this be real? He ran back to his room to see wh he could scrape up to wear. Butterflie in his stomach threatened to carry hir away and his anxiety led to doubts. Finally, Joe bit his lip and called Th Girl. She verified the invitation and Jo barely missed choking again. An hour before the party, Jo couldn ' t stand anymore nervousnesi He picked up his jacket and set 01 walking across the campus. H wandered here and there, wasting th! last agonizing minutes before the Ar. pointed Time. Joe finally found himself in the vicinil of The Dormitory and his watch told hit the Party Had Begun. He made anothtj quick lap around the campus for th sake of the Knots In His Stomach an made his final approach to the dorm. The Crush Goddess was waiting fc him at the door. 28 Student Lif