Hold on to yer balls and beguile the florescent orange of thy adversaries. Aye, thirty-five to seventeen a black tide was torn from here to the port of Miami by the RB of the hour, Ruptured and Busted Ole Fargas.
The oft greatness of the white finned fishies hath been slain, harpooned, and dragged about the autumn wind with a victorious yaarrrr...
