Picture this- you roll into your stupidly wealthy uncle's house, proudly wearing IU gear. His kids are FSU grads (not him, just your obnoxious cousins). He says "Come outside, I want to show you this". You oblige, thinking it may be a great cigar or vintage wine. Nope, it's a customized FSU van specifically for going to FSU games. The most annoying part of the whole thing? The horn plays the FSU tomahawk chant. Yep, true story!