You know you’re a Bronco when…

– Your whole closet is red, black, and white

– You know we are the “L-Side”

– You’ve been yelled at and chased by Mr. Cousins to put on your ID

– You see roaches in the school 

– You have “it’s a great day to be a Legacy Bronco” engraved in your head

– You get withdrawals when the PTA cookies disappear 

– You go to a basketball game and everyone chants “L-side”

-You start humming the school chant to yourself 

– You looked for the 4th floor

– You know the anxiety of looking for your ID before walking into the school

– You have tripped going up the stairs

– Your school is named after a rodeo

 – You lose to Timberview in any sport 

– You can only use one bathroom on each floor 

– You hear “keep it classy Broncos” every day on the announcements 

– You get donuts at Twisty Donuts every morning

– You can ignore Mr. Cousins’s whistle during passing period

– You know when it’s the Whataburger basketball tournament

– You go to other schools’ football games for a “W”

– You still get winded walking up to the third floor

– You can walk 1.8 miles across the school, talk to friends, and go to the bathroom in 5 minutes 

– You know the dedicated parking lot for the trucks 

– You have to stop every day after school for the people walking to Whataburger 

– Your bowling team is top tier 

– You see mullets and Edgar cuts down every hall

– You hear “lowkey” and “slay” in the hallways 

– You carry a gallon of water or Stanley cup to each class

– Your only shoe option is Crocs

– You know it’s cookie day by the smell of the hallway

– You can’t use the bathroom without 18 other people in the bathroom

– You hear music in the morning over the intercom 

–  You have been dress-coded or ID’d by Mr. Cousins

– You see or have a lifted truck 

– You follow @therideronline on all social media

You talk all dat mess to other football teams if you lose.

You mount full size flags on your 1996 chevy silverado.

Your family has installed a fully stocked apocalypse bunker on your deer lease just in case the rapture doesn’t claim your soul.

Your nice coat is camouflage.

You wear cowboy boots with shorts.

Your house decor consists mounted animal body parts.

You can walk 1.8 miles, visit with your friends on the second floor and get a cookie in less than five minutes.

You go to Fedex Kinkos and print out a giant head of a student to bring to every sporting event.

You know all the restaurants and pot holes in Rendon.

Your two-wheel-drive pickup is coated in mud even when it hasn’t rained in months.

Your truck has every camo sticker you can find at Academy on it.

You can’t recognize Mr. Davis without Mr. Sudbury.

You say “are you serious” in a loud voice daily.

You have tried to open a locked bathroom.

You wear Columbia shorts instead of Nike shorts.

You pass cattle on the way to school.

You call the security guard “the Smith.”

You know the difference between Coach Melson and Coach Nutley.

You know Whataburger’s combo menu by number.

Your football players dress up in cheerleader outfits.

Your school gesture is considered a gang sign at other schools.

You know you’re the real L-Side.

You take more than one AP class, play a sport and work.

You found alternate routes to class to avoid getting caught by Mr. Cousins without an ID.

You read dumb lists on therideronline.com.