Truth is that I went to a buddies room with whom I shared the same Law professor. I merely went to inquire as to the location of our saturday Law exam. When I entered his room, it was obvious what was being planned. They had pictures of the farm where the Naval Academy Mascot goats were located, and various other timelines that if I told you about I might have to kill you.

After looking I around I blurted out "You sumsa-yewtes are going to steal the Navy Goats!" To which I was then hastily pinned to the ground by an All-American Hooker (i.e. a Rugby player) BOWN BICHA BOWN BOWN!!! I was then informed that I was part of the gang. I got myself a leave for the weekend established, it was the weekend in 1995 where East Carolina beat Army at West Point in early November. We departed after the game and went down to a member of the group's home who lived in Annapolis and went out and kidnapped the little bug'rs. Two of the group then drove them to Fort Bragg where we dropped them off at the Delta Force super top secret compound - they would never be found there and oddly enough the commander was favorably disposed to our cause. One member of our gang flew down from West Point in a rented plane and picked the gang up from Fort Bragg, once again the Delta Force commander allowed us to use his airfield for our purposes. We were then all back by TAPS until our plan was foiled by a female JAG, who was neither hot nor could fly an F-16.

We then were punished...*wink*wink*.