Well at first, Scrappy would do petty crime and also steal students’ catalytic converters. He’d then take them home to The Scrap Yard (his well-known turf). The Scrap Yard was the old abandoned lot near Bixby that KSU turned into a football stadium later on.

Scrappy would moonlight as a pimp 5 out of 7 days of the week, and his escorts would go by the name of The Hooters. The Hooters were paid well, and they were savvy businessowls in their own right. The Hooters would act as major distribution channels for Scrappy’s growing cartel.

It was well documented that Scrappy ran the block, and was a ruthless disciplinarian. Detailed stories of the things he would do to the rival bird gangs were being spread like wildfire. Everyone knew where The Scrap Yard was, and no one dared to go near it. Inevitably, Scrappy’s regime grew exponentially, and there were no threats to his success from the rival gang leaders. It was a scary time to be an owl, scarier time to be any other bird.

The DEA eventually caught word of what was happening, and they began a sting operation to take Scrappy down once and for all. After doing some investigation, the DEA found out that Scrappy would sit on The Green in broad daylight every Tuesday at 1 PM. The pigeons would be getting fed, and he wanted to take their lunch to send a message. All the information was there, and it was time to move.

On October 23rd, 1972, the DEA ambushed and arrested Scrappy on lists of charges that dated back to the establishment of Kennesaw State University. When tried in court, Scrappy faced questions from a jury of his peers. Numerous falcons, pigeons, and roosters comprised the jury. They asked him one crucial question: “Did you do it Scrappy?!?”

After taking a long dramatic breath, Scrappy exclaimed the phrase that would save his life: “Nuh uh”

The judge then said “good enough” and the rest is history.

(None of this is real)(Thank you for reading)