The ACC decides singing mascots are the way to look tuff. Or maybe the point is to frighten; we still can't sleep thinking about the dead, soulless eyes of the megacreepy Demon Deacon, though...can't sleep...Demon Deacon will eat me...(Big hat tip to ATLEagle, who also tipped us off to the fact our blog was down for the entirety of yesterday. Much thanks.)
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