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So, I live here in Austin. I'm also 26.
There's a big group of us twenty-somethings who hang out on gameday. Naturally, with us playing UT, and living in Austin, we had a little extra riding on this one for shit-talking purposes.
We were at this douchey club, and the DJ (guy who plays his iTunes on his mac and sips Tecates all night) and his pals were sitting there while we were all having a good time. He then proceeds to play the Youtube clip from Blazing Saddles where the guy says "buncha Kansas City pillowbitergots" on repeat for a whole minute.
So, we kinda glance around, all wearing purple, and do what anyone would do in the given situation. We all drop our pants to our ankles (boxers on) and dance like assholes while holding the upside-down longhorn sign near our dicks and air ****ed the shit out of it.
We got kicked out, and chanted "We own Texas."
Pretty solid night.
(cool story, bros.)
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