The Marshals locker room is a great one. The first day I walked in that locker room, it smelled like whipped cream. I didn't know why, until I was told to get ready for pictures. I put on my new Marshals uniform and headed to the picture stand, ready to get my season picture taken. I posed, palming a football in my right hand. Then, to my surprise, one of our general managers, Roly, locked the door. He said, "We need to get better lighting". I nodded, and shrugged. Then the cameraman counted down, but instead of my picture getting taken, I was bombarded by whipped cream. A giant pie fell on my head, and Alvin Chipmunk started spraying me with whipped cream. It took me a while to get all of the goo out of my head. But I knew I was in the right place, and that this locker room was going to have some fun this year.
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