REMEMBERING HOW COOL WEST VIRGINIA IS!!! ROCKWATCH!!!!

The 1st time I went to West Virginia, not on a Motorcycle, was with my housemate in Vienna, Virginia. It was like Magic, Winter, with Bridges Half Frozen between Foggy Mountains. He was a Mountaineer Alumni and it was Game Weekend. The 1st Night some little Blond Mountain Girl in Morgantown tried to Jump in the Car with Me. But the girl who owned the house we were going to- threw her out.  The next day, they woke me to go to the game at 9 am. We were in the Parking Lot drinking by 10 am.  During the game, when a Touchdown was Scored, the Mountaineer would run on to the field with his Muzzleloader; and the Crowd would pick up a hot drunk chick and pass her overhead to the top of the Stadium.  After the game, we went to a bar rite outside of nthe Stadium.  There were no chicks, so I decided to leave, when a Horiffic Fight Broke Out.  There was Barstools Flying and Sheet Rock EXPLOADING!!– Then, all of a sudden.. John Denver’s Country Roads came on the Juke Box, and Everyone stopped Fighting.  One Poor, Battered Mountaineer even Picked his bloody body off of the floor, put his hand over his Heart, and started singing this Song.– But wait.– We then went to those Steep Streets in Morgantown to a house to smoke some Pot.  And another Blond Mountain Girl jumped in the Car.- Promontory Rider

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IUmnTfsY3hI