I feel so sorry for #2 Ranked OSU getting beat by the little #9 UofM (But hey guess who gets to go to a real bowl game 
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Poor OSU :P
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William Ohmsford Verified
- I'd be Pimp but my Sword is Limp
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Poor OSU :P
William Ohmsford
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"go sell crazy somewhere else... we're all stocked up here!"
"you are fired you minute hording clock watcher" - donald trump
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Gaming Clan Leader/Founding Member
"go sell crazy somewhere else... we're all stocked up here!"
"you are fired you minute hording clock watcher" - donald trump
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kreep
- Silver's sister, Hands off - HoB
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rut roh....i know an hob member that's going to be pretty *beep* upset too...
"If you post it they will come..." - Willy
Silver says, "you know the saying, there are two things that can set people off and always get them debating: religon and politics"
kreepy says," yeah i've heard that - i thought there was a 3rd one"
Silver says, "nah no 3rd one"
kreepy says, "oh yeah it was the great pumpkin"
Silver says, "you are the great pumpkin..."
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Silver-wolfe Verified
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we all know U of M cheats, they all smell like a*** so no OSU player wants to get near them
Silver
"So we'll go no more a roving
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon."
So late into the night,
Though the heart be still as loving,
And the moon be still as bright.
For the sword outwears its sheath,
And the soul wears out the breast,
And the heart must pause to breathe,
And Love itself have rest.
Though the night was made for loving,
And the day returns too soon,
Yet we'll go no more a roving
By the light of the moon."