Goldy Ipsum. There are faint tracks across this vast campus, leading to little clandestine holes where busy Gophers play. Success is an element in which striving is attainable, but only with big teeth, endlessly gnawing at the challenge around every corner. For here, at this place, failure has no definition other than to point the way to future advancements in every aspect of what we seek.
On hind legs Gophers rise in an effort to see what comes in our future, a proactive approach to pave the way into a brighter tomorrow. In the numerous crevices they hide, not to shy away from danger, but to quietly seek a way to face the danger through better research and testing. They do not display the demure characteristics of the ancestral rodent, for they are the hubristic Minnesota Gophers.
East of the east bank, across the city lines, you will find a tranquil parcel, a countryside within an urban expanse. And from within this humble safe haven where panurgic gophers weave through research and scamper over theories, there is quiet.
From within the cupreous covering of the geode can be hear the nearby howling screams of banal badgers, minatory wolverines and guileless wildcats getting hopelessly crushed by the indomitable rodents of our wondrous land. For our fierce fighters don’t fear fatuous animals of prey, for a gopher’s only fear is kakorrhaphiophobia.
The gopher way creates a labyrinth in its complex tunnel system below the busy action above ground. They regularly constellate to victoriously seek solutions to the minatory predicaments of intricate world.