My first Bun Run of my career...an absolute success. This night, starting around 11:
45 the Sunday night of exams week, is regarded as one of the most fun nights of my life thus far. And the strange part is...i spent it with a bunch of naked guys. Well, lets not get ahead of ourselves and start this at the beginning of the story. So, to kick off exam week, and to get everyone pumped up and ready for a week of study, Zahm holds their traditional Bun Run (girls screaming in the background). At midnight, the beautiful men of
Zahm remove their clothes and streak through the campus and student center (girls screaming). And as a result, girls fill the buildings, waiting in long lines waiting for their chance to catch a glimpse of these beautiful beasts...taking pictures, videos, and the lucky ones, even receiving a hug. And the jealous Keenanites, what would they do? They would play their cowardous games and throw rocks at the men of Zahm. But would that stop such tradition? Never. So, we coninuted on, never wishing to disappoint the women at Notre Dame.
I left this battle with a flesh wound...but they still threw like a bunch of girls.
45 the Sunday night of exams week, is regarded as one of the most fun nights of my life thus far. And the strange part is...i spent it with a bunch of naked guys. Well, lets not get ahead of ourselves and start this at the beginning of the story. So, to kick off exam week, and to get everyone pumped up and ready for a week of study, Zahm holds their traditional Bun Run (girls screaming in the background). At midnight, the beautiful men of 
Zahm remove their clothes and streak through the campus and student center (girls screaming). And as a result, girls fill the buildings, waiting in long lines waiting for their chance to catch a glimpse of these beautiful beasts...taking pictures, videos, and the lucky ones, even receiving a hug. And the jealous Keenanites, what would they do? They would play their cowardous games and throw rocks at the men of Zahm. But would that stop such tradition? Never. So, we coninuted on, never wishing to disappoint the women at Notre Dame.
I left this battle with a flesh wound...but they still threw like a bunch of girls.
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