Tonight, CaseRace, JLC, and myself will compete in a case race. "But who do we root for?" you may ask. America. Root for America. Because we are taking on six bros from the fencing team, a team of which Phillian, our supposed friend, is a member. So who do you root for? Three blue-blooded American alcoholics, or six foil-flipping fencing fairies? We're funneling the first round and giving ourselves a 20 minute personal limit just to make it interesting. I'll be seeing you again, this side or the other.
UPDATE: Victory...kind of. The fencers didn't compete against us, so we competed against the only truly worthy adversary: ourselves.
P.S. JLC texted me at 9am informing me that he had just woken up in a cemetery.
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