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We do this a lot in the bathroom stalls at school, except it tends to just be one of the cardinal brackets and the playoffs/finals never get done. Which maybe is somehow reflective of the mental state around here.
But, the part I always enjoy most is how abstract it gets when you ignore categories. Like infinite blowjobs versus the kiln technician vs salad, or something.
On the other hand I'm not sure how much encouragement the cellar really needs towards resembling bathroom walls.
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