Binder Wars
a game created by palm beach county school, palm beach central. now migrated to wellington high school. the object of this game is to create teams, logos for said team,and keep it in the clear plastic of the binder holder. a during the day, in between cl-sses to whack the binder out of any different teams hands. the rules are as follows
rules:
-every team must have a logo and color scheme
in order to play:
you must be on a team and have a hand drawn paper of your teams logo in the clear outside of your binder
if you are on a team and you have a logo in your binder
if you hold an empty binder, you will be sack tapped ( girls will be c-ntpunted).
anything is fair game
guy 1- yo whos team are you on
guy 2- what are you talking about
guy 1- binder wars
guy 2- oh yea i dont have one
guy 1- here is are logo join us
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