Tomorrow at 7:30 pm, the skies will open and poetry will rain down.
In other words, THE SLAM IS TOMORROW THE SLAM IS TOMORROW THE SLAM IS TOMORROW!!!!
I'm so excited, I might pee.
I love this team. I love our coach. I love our words.
We're going to rock.
What makes the grass grow?
BLOOD! BLOOD MAKES THE GRASS GROW!
KILL! KILL! KILL!
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