[jacketree]

would exclude Animal House and Old School, and I don't recall car wash scenes in either of those movies, so yes, I am pretty clueless. During my time at Tech I operated my own motor vehicle only during my senior year. It was my dad's hail-damaged (beyond the point of repair) 1978 Audi 4000 Turbo.  I washed the car once that entire year by driving it to Key West, FLA and timing the blinding thunderstorm on the Florida Turnpike near Orlando perfectly. There were two women in the car with me and they were both bikini-clad. I think. Karen for sure. Not sure about Lisa. Anyway, they were not affiliated with any sorority, and in fact only one was a Georgia Tech student. (Hooray for Scotties!)  I am fairly certain I spent four years in Atlanta without witnessing one single soap-sudded squeal of female laughter.  Now if you wish to discuss chocolate pudding wrestling in front of the Teke house.....


(I laughed really hard at your post Redrum....)

[jacketree]

would exclude Animal House and Old School, and I don't recall car wash scenes in either of those movies, so yes, I am pretty clueless. During my time at Tech I operated my own motor vehicle only during my senior year. It was my dad's hail-damaged (beyond the point of repair) 1978 Audi 4000 Turbo.  I washed the car once that entire year by driving it to Key West, FLA and timing the blinding thunderstorm on the Florida Turnpike near Orlando perfectly. There were two women in the car with me and they were both bikini-clad. I think. Karen for sure. Not sure about Lisa. Anyway, they were not affiliated with any sorority, and in fact only one was a Georgia Tech student. (Hooray for Scotties!)  I am fairly certain I spent four years in Atlanta without witnessing one single soap-sudded squeal of female laughter.  Now if you wish to discuss chocolate pudding wrestling in front of the Teke house.....


(I laughed really hard at your post Redrum....)