TXA&M07
Roll the dice....
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Yep, its true. I hate your guts. I hate everything about you. I hate your stupid orange helmets and your stupid Mr. Two Bits.
I hate your band and that stupid "Go Gators" crap yall yell every now and then.
I hate that stupid looking Mushchump and laugh my gooney goo goo ass off every time I see that stupid poster with his eyes glazed over. Not to mention that Croc behind him that came straight off the back lot when they made Happy Gilmore.
I don't even like your silly stadium with your jort wearing, Natty Light Swilling necks slumping behind the "This is Gator Country" sign.
Your #15 jerseys suck too, almost as much as that stupid plaque you decided to nail to a wall.
Even your elected officials are idiots. "Corch Urban Myer", "Percy Harvey"? Honestly, do yall even have an English dept at that dump?
I hate the "chomp", your pom poms, and your fan base composed of mouth breathing, swamp running hicks, who can scrounge up enough gas money to come out of the sewers and trailer parks they reside in, but cant afford to swing child support payments once a month.
I hate your sense of entitlement and your pompous nature considering you actually did have football prior to the early 90's and you actually sucked even though your memory seems to be selective at best.
I despise your character, lack of integrity, and countless defense of the criminals you recruit. You can stand on the high ground and spout off about the Second Coming of Christ Qb you had, but choose to ignore the pot head, drug runners that filled out the rest of your roster.
I don't even care to learn the history behind who the hell Ben Hill is to put it plainly. I'll just assume he was some over zealous river rat booster, who chunked money at the Ole Ball coach so he could buy the fastest coke runners around to finally get UF over that silly rivalry game you play with the indian school.
I'll gladly replace and direct my angst towards your school. You can have the Tech Tards place out in Lubbock. You're both comparable when it comes to fan bases anyhow. I understand you chunk batteries in the Swamp. Well we're used to it. My question is, why in the hell would you throw an object that you so desperately need? Its not like you have consistent electricity in your single wide. Flash lights don't run on faith idiots.
Lastly, I'll end with the expression of overall sadness that you and your ilk will be making an appearance at one of the greatest venues in all of college football. It'll be a shame to subject the good citizens of College Station to your kind. Most of all, the parks dept will undoubtedly suffer the most, as they will be the ones forced to clean up after your web-footed fan base. Lord knows you people cant afford a hotel room.
See you at Kyle chumps. You'll be easy to spot.
P.S. The local Wal Mart does not have an exorbitant amount of wife beaters in stock, so by all means, make a pit stop in Mississippi prior to your arrival. I realize your allergic to sleeves, but we do require shoes and some form of shirt in our Stadium.
Gig em'
I hate your band and that stupid "Go Gators" crap yall yell every now and then.
I hate that stupid looking Mushchump and laugh my gooney goo goo ass off every time I see that stupid poster with his eyes glazed over. Not to mention that Croc behind him that came straight off the back lot when they made Happy Gilmore.
I don't even like your silly stadium with your jort wearing, Natty Light Swilling necks slumping behind the "This is Gator Country" sign.
Your #15 jerseys suck too, almost as much as that stupid plaque you decided to nail to a wall.
Even your elected officials are idiots. "Corch Urban Myer", "Percy Harvey"? Honestly, do yall even have an English dept at that dump?
I hate the "chomp", your pom poms, and your fan base composed of mouth breathing, swamp running hicks, who can scrounge up enough gas money to come out of the sewers and trailer parks they reside in, but cant afford to swing child support payments once a month.
I hate your sense of entitlement and your pompous nature considering you actually did have football prior to the early 90's and you actually sucked even though your memory seems to be selective at best.
I despise your character, lack of integrity, and countless defense of the criminals you recruit. You can stand on the high ground and spout off about the Second Coming of Christ Qb you had, but choose to ignore the pot head, drug runners that filled out the rest of your roster.
I don't even care to learn the history behind who the hell Ben Hill is to put it plainly. I'll just assume he was some over zealous river rat booster, who chunked money at the Ole Ball coach so he could buy the fastest coke runners around to finally get UF over that silly rivalry game you play with the indian school.
I'll gladly replace and direct my angst towards your school. You can have the Tech Tards place out in Lubbock. You're both comparable when it comes to fan bases anyhow. I understand you chunk batteries in the Swamp. Well we're used to it. My question is, why in the hell would you throw an object that you so desperately need? Its not like you have consistent electricity in your single wide. Flash lights don't run on faith idiots.
Lastly, I'll end with the expression of overall sadness that you and your ilk will be making an appearance at one of the greatest venues in all of college football. It'll be a shame to subject the good citizens of College Station to your kind. Most of all, the parks dept will undoubtedly suffer the most, as they will be the ones forced to clean up after your web-footed fan base. Lord knows you people cant afford a hotel room.
See you at Kyle chumps. You'll be easy to spot.
P.S. The local Wal Mart does not have an exorbitant amount of wife beaters in stock, so by all means, make a pit stop in Mississippi prior to your arrival. I realize your allergic to sleeves, but we do require shoes and some form of shirt in our Stadium.
Gig em'
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