You see, when Geronimo would firrrre a lieutenant, he'd get the guy alone and smash him in the head with a big ass rock. Like the rocks we have on my trail to the office. You know those rocks came down from Canada about 50,000 years ago during the last Ice Age. The glaciers came all rumbling down here like a big old bear tearing stuff up them. Bears are a majestic animal. The Indians revered them and called them Elder Brother. Me, I shoot them. I shoot my neighbors cats too. I bought this pellet gun from Wal-Mart the other day just for shooting cats. Did you know Wal-mart alone is bigger than Japan's economy? Wal-Mart has made about $2 billion from selling my book on Geronimo. Anyhow, Geronimo would smash in his failed lieutenants skull, then cut out his heart and eat it. And that's why we're going to have the best coaching staff in the Pac-12.
