The Mustang || a.i
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"Bye Mom!"
I grab my keys and get into my car. My homecoming football game is tonight. The bad thing is, is that our team sucks major goat balls. I just hope we win, by some sort of luck at least.
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Once I get to the game, I see my friend.
"Hey Sky!"
As we are walking around the stadium, we see the mascot, the Marcellus Mustang. I run up to him, yelling, " Horsey horsey! Can I get a picture?!"
He turns around. Jeez, he's GOT to be at least 6 foot. Oh gosh. The sad thing is that no one knows who he is, but oh yes. I have a plan. When I take the picture I put my hand on his back, positioning it to yank if the head-piece.
As I rip of the piece of material, I watch not him, but the head piece fly away, at least 7 feet. But the key to his identity, was not the beautiful face behind the mask, but the bandanna, flying off with the mask as I watch in awe.
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