Reminds me of the days of shaving cream bombs, rumbles, wildmans.... Anyway, BZ to those mids. No more stealing mules and goats, so this is about as good as you can get.
Reminds me of an Army / Navy game my dad took my brother and I to many many years ago.There was a rumor the President would show up.At the east gate a very large black limo pulled into the stadium...and circled the running track ..starting at the Army side of the field.As it passed the Army stands everyone smartly saluted. Then it rounded the end zone and stopped in front of the Navy stands...and the door popped open and out stepped...the Navy Goat.. on a leash with his handler.The Navy side of the stadium erupted in cheers...much to our chagrin.
At halftime of the game they introduced the members of the ill-fated POW rescue team that went into Son Tay prison camp to try to get our guys out of NVA hands.I think Charlie Beckwith was one of them...who years later went into Tehran on another mission.
When they introduced them on the field the sound of the crowd..both sides..was so loud I thought it could've been heard all the way back in Annapolis and West Point.