Kat

Gaffney, SC

#1 Sep 1, 2012
Does anyone know what's going on with this place? U never c anyone there anymore. Heard that the owners aren't getting along. U never even see them n there anymore. How bad is it when u won't even go to your own bar but everywhere else.
johnhamhock

Matthews, NC

#2 Sep 1, 2012
I could have told them that a bar/pool hall in Marshville is a losing proposition.
Kat

Lake City, SC

#3 Sep 1, 2012
I think to though one of the owners is having a little bit of a drug problem too though
Varona

Columbia, SC

#4 Sep 4, 2012
She sat in the corner booth smoking and hugging her beer bottle like a lover. Outside it was pouring rain. The skies were darkening either from the clouds or the late hour. She didn't know or care. She just wanted to be alone and think things out.

She watched the cars pull out from the car repair shop next door, splashing waves of water over the curbing and onto the sidewalk. The street glistened a shiny black from the water running downhill toward the intersection.

There was no noise, not even a muffled sound. that's what is making this moment so surreal, she thought. She looked across the room and the barkeep who was lazily reading the latest issue of Progressive Farmer and dreaming of owning a big John Deere Enclosed Cab Diesel. That's the way it is here, she thought. Most people here have far away dreams. Dreams they may never achieve unless they leave this place and try their luck somewhere else. She had thought about pulling up stakes herself but there were certain entanglements that kept her tied to this place.

She stubbed out her cigarette and finished her beer draining the last few drops and sitting the bottle down so that the bar keeper couldn't help but notice it. She got up and crossed the room to the little restroom. She pushed the door open and laughed at the sign above the toilet "Oprah Pissed Here" it said. Supposedly it was a true statement and the former owner, Mr. Traywick, had the sign painted. She unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them and her bikini panties down in one deft motion and sat.

Outside the heavy rain slowed to a steady trickle. The bartender poured a stream of bright yellow Budwiser from the counter tap into a frosted mug. He opened his Progressive Farmer Magazine and began reading an article on Peas.
Citizen

Matthews, NC

#5 Sep 7, 2012
Varona wrote:
She sat in the corner booth smoking and hugging her beer bottle like a lover. Outside it was pouring rain. The skies were darkening either from the clouds or the late hour. She didn't know or care. She just wanted to be alone and think things out.
She watched the cars pull out from the car repair shop next door, splashing waves of water over the curbing and onto the sidewalk. The street glistened a shiny black from the water running downhill toward the intersection.
There was no noise, not even a muffled sound. that's what is making this moment so surreal, she thought. She looked across the room and the barkeep who was lazily reading the latest issue of Progressive Farmer and dreaming of owning a big John Deere Enclosed Cab Diesel. That's the way it is here, she thought. Most people here have far away dreams. Dreams they may never achieve unless they leave this place and try their luck somewhere else. She had thought about pulling up stakes herself but there were certain entanglements that kept her tied to this place.
She stubbed out her cigarette and finished her beer draining the last few drops and sitting the bottle down so that the bar keeper couldn't help but notice it. She got up and crossed the room to the little restroom. She pushed the door open and laughed at the sign above the toilet "Oprah Pissed Here" it said. Supposedly it was a true statement and the former owner, Mr. Traywick, had the sign painted. She unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them and her bikini panties down in one deft motion and sat.
Outside the heavy rain slowed to a steady trickle. The bartender poured a stream of bright yellow Budwiser from the counter tap into a frosted mug. He opened his Progressive Farmer Magazine and began reading an article on Peas.
That is about the truth around here, except for the occasional murder for everyone to speculate upon. Do you also post under the name T. Boone Pickens?:)
Varona

Monroe, NC

#6 Sep 13, 2012
Mr Peters pulled his roll book out from his desk and looked over the list of names. The students were filing into the room and taking their seats. There were 26 5th graders in this class. They look younger every year he sighed as he stood and walked to his podium.

"Eureatha Anderson" he began.

"here"

"Eurina Anderson"

"here"

He looked up. They were identical twins. He smiled and they smiled back in perfect unison. He shifted his weight to his left and resumed roll calling.

"Bobby Bladder"

"yep, right here" said a large freckled faced boy with bright red hair.

"Langley Delwixer the third". There was a smattering of giggles at the name.

Mr. Peters repeated it louder "Langley Delwixer the third". A shy little fellow slowly raised his hand.

"Are you Langley"? asked Mr. Peters

"They call me PeeWee" the little fellow answered very softly.

"Very well PeeWee Delwixer it will be from now on" said Mr. Peters. He understood PeeWee's embarrassment because he himself had suffered with an intolerable name hung on him by his well meaning parents.

"Tinkle Evans"

"here sir"

Varona Leaks"

"right here"

"Excuse me Mr Teacher man" said a bright eyed boy at the rear of the classroom. "I've got to Pee".

"Be polite please. What is your name young man"? asked Mr. Peters.

"Latrino Stream" but everybody calls me Whizzer. Can I go now?" asked the boy shifting from leg to leg in a little dance.

"Yes Whizzer go ahead but hurry back please".

"Thanks teacherman" said the boy rushing out of the room.

One of the Anderson twins raised her hand.

"Yes Eureatha" responded Mr. Peters

"I'm Eurina"

"Oh" said Mr. Peters.

"Well I've got a question" she said shyly.

"Go ahead" encouraged Mr. Peters.

"It's about math I guess and...maybe biology too"

"Well go ahead then, what is it?"

"Well...." she began slowly. "I was wondering if everybody in the United states peed at the same time would there be a flood"? The children laughed hysterically while poor Eurina, embarrassed almost to tears, slumped down in her chair as if she had done something wrong.

"Class!, class come to order" shouted Mr. Peters.

"That's a very good question Eurina. And you are right, it is a math and a biology question! Very good indeed!" said Mr. Peters thinking quickly about his method for teaching this delicately and yet factually without creating a disturbance.

"How do we measure liquids"? he asked.
Kat

Winnsboro, SC

#7 Oct 16, 2012
Heard the olde house was opening back up? Has anyone heard this
johnhamhock

Matthews, NC

#8 Oct 17, 2012
Kat wrote:
Heard the olde house was opening back up? Has anyone heard this
They have been closed? How could you tell?
Kat

United States

#9 Oct 23, 2012
johnhamhock wrote:
<quoted text>
They have been closed? How could you tell?
true what a dump? No ac no heat one owner has a mug shot under union county sheriffs department. Wingate college is supposed to b having college night there on Thursdays seen that on campus.
Reid Helms

Marshville, NC

#10 Jan 20, 2013
Y'all come and enjoy the music. We plan on having entertainment. These people play for tips only so bing some money to let them know you enjoy them. We have a guitarist singer-songwriter who is real good coming next week, then a 4 piece bluegrass band. We will have an informal bluegrass jam like at the old Store once a month. We will announce the date later. We will also have country groups and singers later on. Don't forget, for the coldest beer in town come to the White Street Tavern.
Jocks Tavern o Marshville

Marshville, NC

#11 Jan 26, 2013
Come all ye who have a thirst
Those that throw the dart
and rack the balls
Come now, won't you be the first
to do your part
before the hour falls.

Come ye gentle folk
and swill my fine beer
and listen to the jolly band
for you have nothing to fear

Come on in and sit a spell
a place to cool yer heels
and watch the game,
come on in, ye might as well.

Come ye gentle folk
and swill my fine beer
and listen to the jolly band
for you have nothing to fear

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