There's part of me that says don't celebrate hawkeye suffering, show some brotherly love. A pat on the shoulder. No laughing. Encourage each other, build one another up. Right?
So for 15 long years, through which I lived, that miserable bastard Hayden Fry, built his empire on the smoldering ashes of our suffering. Smirking at our sadness. Pass the ball when up by double digits. Run our faces in it. Where was the brotherly love then?
No, my Cyclone brothers, I hope we do to them what they did to us. Many do not, but they sure deserve it.
So for 15 long years, through which I lived, that miserable bastard Hayden Fry, built his empire on the smoldering ashes of our suffering. Smirking at our sadness. Pass the ball when up by double digits. Run our faces in it. Where was the brotherly love then?
No, my Cyclone brothers, I hope we do to them what they did to us. Many do not, but they sure deserve it.
