NATHAN STEWART / AUBURNTRON ORIGINAL
“WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EAT BBQ ON SATURDAY”
WORSE.
THAT TASTE WOULD BE THE UNFORTUNATE REMINENCE OF THE ARKANSAS RAZORBACKS COMING INTO OUR HOUSE LAST YEAR AND THOUROUGHLY RAPING OUR #2 TIGERS. A LOSS EVEN NASTRADAMUS HAD FAILED TO FOR-SEE. A TASTE LACED WITH SWEET AND TANGY MELVINS BBQ SAUCE. ITS A TASTE THAT HAS REMAINED CONSTANT, HAUNTING ME LIKE THOUGHT OF GARGANTUAN TRYING TO GET ME TO MAKE OUT WITH HER AT A ROSS PARK PARTY. QUIVER.
27-10. FUCK.
1 WEEK LATER. I AWAKE FROM A SHOCK RIDDEN COMA, STARING IN THE MIRROR.AFTER WIPING OFF THE WEEK OLD MELVINS BBQ SAUCE OFF MY FACE THAT HAD BEEN THERE SINCE THE PREVIOUS SATURDAY, I VOW’ED TO NEVER EAT BBQ AGAIN WHEN PLAYING ARKANSAS. I WAS LIKE A BLUNTED
WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT EAT BBQ ON SATURDAY.

ITS A YEAR LATER. THINGS HAVE CHANGED. I CAN WALK INTO A MELVIN’S BBQ AGAIN AND NOT CRINGE. IM STARTINGTO ENJOY THE TASTE OF BBQ SAUCE AGAIN…AND THE THOUGHT OF SHUTTING OUT THE RAZORBACKS IN THEIR OWN STADIUM DOES TO ME WHAT LIL JON DOES IN RAP SONGS:”WHAT?”GET KRUNK.

CHURN IT CHURN IT. LETS GET SOME PAYBACK! FUCK








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