To SEC fans from TexAgs.com (WOW!)

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user level: TexAgs LegendAggiePremium Level Supporter
posted 11:11p, 08/10/11

I don't wanna hear about how glad you are to have The Aggies in your conference. I'm sick of seeing your guest names on my site. I Hate you. I don't need your historical citations of conference brotherhood. I don't care that we let you have a couple of our coaches. And I don't want you posting SEC SEC SEC! on my facebook wall. You think I'm starting this relationship off on the wrong foot?? False. I'm starting it off on the right foot. With more unimaginable hate than your feeble brain can calculate. THIS is what I know to be TRUE, quantifiable, empirical, irrevocable FACT: NO ONE LOVES THE TEXAS AGGIES. In the history of the world, no man has ever loved the Aggies that loves another school. "No man can serve two masters." -The Bible. And we've worked for decades to position ourselves like that and maintain that position. You don't respect me or my brothers. You see me as an opportunity, not a challenge. You don't see majestic maroon, you see greed green. You think because you brought over brownies as a house warming gift, that you can stockguy my wife. And now you think I'm just gonna let you in MY F--CKING state and bang my recruits too?? Well, f--ck you. I don't want to callabo hate for the sips with you, bc you don't hate the sips like I do. I buried the greatest Aggie I've ever known this year on a t.u. pennant, because the guy hated the sips so fiercely. Blind hatred, gentlemen. A man who well into his 80s couldn't look a horn in the eye because he knew they were evil and untrustworthy. Hell, you probably own something in your house that is some shade of orange? Ha! No, no, you don't hate sips like I do. Some Razorback cock wrinkle had the audacity to proclaim yesterday that after the hate on the field, he likes to drink and eat with the other SEC teams and party. Well, I don't want an invite. I'm not going to Baton Rouge to have a beignet and wax nostalgic about the time they f--cked with our bank roll. I'm not gonna draw some blurred parallel between Auburn and myself, because we're both products of a land grant Agriculture and Mechanical Colleges. They're not like me. They just work for me. I'm not going to Gainesville to take a picture with Tim Tebow. And I'm not gonna spell words like "Tibeaux", because that sh--t doesn't make phonetical sense to me. I'm a Texas man, gaddammit. With tha sausage, and the fried eggs, and the T-bone steaks. We, The Aggies are gonna grace whatever Conference WE decide will benefit US the most. We're 1 MILLION cockstrong, rabid, bloodthirsty fans. With loaded wallets and vacation days abundant. If the Aggies are playin on the moon, you bet your sweet arse, we're comin too. Even if the moon signed the #1 class in the nation and we're 100 pt. dogs. We're buyin the officially licensed bowl shirts, before the game, and Carter Beauford is gonna lead Yell Practice from the Aitken Basin. I hate that you conned us into Fran. I hate that you got Championships out of Coach Bryant. I hate Schula Steak Houses. I hate croakies, I hate boat shoes, and I hate North Face. I'm gonna make a mess in all your bars, flex my ripped Aggie guns, and feed your women from the flow of my loins. So you can cool it will the wolf in sheep's clothing act. You and everyone of your patronizing SEC pals. We're not coming to your league to drink beer with you. We're coming to your league to kick your asses and then steal your beer and then pour it out and drink Lone Star.

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