Grades? You know what those are? I mean, you went to Baylor, where the only thing that matters is how much money Mommy and Daddy make.

I'm pretty sure that the majority of the camping was done over dead days. If they started Sunday night, Monday and Tuesday of that week are make up days for holidays. Then there are no classes Wednesday and Thursday. Friday finals officially start. I'd be willing to bet that some of them took books and notes out there to study.

The girl that did this is a moron. There's a video of the whole ordeal circulating around A&M websites that i downloaded the other day and it's hysterical.

I'll be surprised if she has the courage to show up to the actual game, considering that she'll be surrounded by people that she cut in front of. There are factions that are making special Maroon shirts that read, "Beat the Hell outta the Listeater!" on the front and quoting Coach Fran as saying "Eat Donuts, not lists" on the back.

I honestly hope that this woman gets booed when she graduates and that whenever she goes into a job interview with an Ag that they dismiss her on the spot. She's an embarassment to the school.

And i would have posted this, but it's been a hectic week of finals. And thanks again, s&s for explaining to us all how "much better" you think your school is compared to ours. This is a tradition that is not solely Aggie, but has been going on at A&M for years. Seeing as how a sense of family and community and brotherhood defines our university, the adminstration encourages it. Much like Krzyzewski-ville at Duke, the Ags were enjoyin "Camp Cotton". Coach Fran even bought them pizzas over the weekend and showed up with donuts the morning of the list-eating debacle.

KS 361 times i'd have kicked that big fat gordabeast in the ass

P.S. Aggieland is one word