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| In the beginning, there was nothing. On the first day (insert the story of creation here, adapt it as you will)... On the eighth day, God was tired of the boringness of life, so He decided to spice it up. Therefore He decided to create a marching band. First, He created the DRUMLINE. Once He heard them play, He covered his ears and ran screaming into space. Unfortunately, He could not undo His creation. On the ninth day, He created the BRASS instruments. Thinking that this was the epitome of good music, He ordered them to play. Again, He ran screaming. On the tenth day, He created the WOODWINDS. Fearing that He had done worse, He ordered them to play and sat cowering in a corner. He was surprised that they actually sounded decent(compared to the others). On the eleventh day, he decided to put all of His musical creations together. Hearing them play, He decided something was missing. So on the twelvth day, He created the most superior life form in the world of marching bands: The COLOR GUARD. Once He saw them perform, He was mesmerized. "These people are BY FAR THE BEST" he said. And that is the story of creation. |
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