We ride tonight like the heathen men before us who laughed as waves washed their friends away and raised tankards in toast to good times. That is pretty much what college is about
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Trampling destiny under iron hooves of revelry. Making a slash and burned wasteland out of a forest of tornadoes. Launching nuclear war on the dilapidated playgrounds of lethargy.
They did not step outside of their comfort zones. No, they judged and executed their comfort zones. Method: Lethal injection of audacity.
They bit fear in the throat and ripped out its jugular.
They wrapped death in a comforting blanket, lit it up, and smoked that bitch. Munchies.
They barbecued injustice and had leftover injustice sandwiches for lunch the later on. Delicious.
There were no pulled-punches, no fouls called, and no two-hand touch.
They traded blood for oil and used it to incinerate dogma.
They started a new religion and called it Chaos. They worship entropy. Donations can be made by dropping government bonds into volcanoes.
When the sun rose the next day, they kicked it in the face and said, "NOT TONIGHT."
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Trampling destiny under iron hooves of revelry. Making a slash and burned wasteland out of a forest of tornadoes. Launching nuclear war on the dilapidated playgrounds of lethargy.
They did not step outside of their comfort zones. No, they judged and executed their comfort zones. Method: Lethal injection of audacity.
They bit fear in the throat and ripped out its jugular.
They wrapped death in a comforting blanket, lit it up, and smoked that bitch. Munchies.
They barbecued injustice and had leftover injustice sandwiches for lunch the later on. Delicious.
There were no pulled-punches, no fouls called, and no two-hand touch.
They traded blood for oil and used it to incinerate dogma.
They started a new religion and called it Chaos. They worship entropy. Donations can be made by dropping government bonds into volcanoes.
When the sun rose the next day, they kicked it in the face and said, "NOT TONIGHT."
"Why?" asked the wretched Sun.
"Tonight we ride."
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