I walked west away from campus on my way to where I had parked my car after class this morning when I saw Shirtless Rocky running up the endless staircase at Old Main Hill. He reached the top of the staircase and without stopping for air, in one fluid motion, he slapped the flagpole that was there, spun around, threw his arms into the air, and triumphantly screamed into the heavens. "YYYEEEEAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" was his cry of victory over the hill he had just conquered. He continued this for about 30 seconds straight until he could breath no more.
Then Shirtless Rocky just stood there stoically, an inspiration to all who witnessed. I will never be the same.
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