So what was hyped up to one of the games of the year turned out to be just a

big ND gathering for P-Dog's friends for the first home game. Don't get me wrong, we all appreciate a little entertainment on our campus, so it was great. Nice weather and all. After touching all the tailgates we could, especially the Poz hot dog stand, we eventually made it to our seats, your seats, everyone's seats basically - section 34, row 24. By everyone's seats, i mean everyone we know sits in our row, no matter where th

eir real tickets may be - Rohn included of course! So, we spent the rest of the day dog piling, sending Gay to health services, letting horses little our area with poo, and throwing little Bulfin into the air (Nuts in face!). Hummer was reminscent of the St. Patty's Day Massacre, and Fuzz was the disappointment of the day - bowing out after a fight with a supposed heat exaustion battle. Good excuse Fuzz! So the game was over after the first drive of the 2nd half. Form there John passed out on our futon and Hummer smelled up the room with permanent marker all over him.
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