It is that time of year, my friends. A time when we, noble warriors, choose to control our desires, to rise above mere mortal urges, and join a sacred brotherhood.
For 30 long days, we shall march onward, ignoring every call of temptation. Not because we must…but because we can. This is a test of pure willpower, an exercise in resilience. We will emerge victorious. For 30 long days, we shall test our wills, rising each morning with the strength of legends, bound by honor and the absurdity of this quest. Temptation will come, my friends, and many will fall. But not us. We are the chosen few, the elite who shall march forth and show the world what it means to truly endure.
So, raise your heads high and remember: history shall remember us as those who dared to dream of restraint. Stand tall, for we are champions of the November that matters most.