Madd inebriated Rhymes ARE tha Bomb!

I pass the bomb, like a hot potato
Dropping it on your feet, BAM the Torpedos
DAMN IT! I cant believe you got an interception,
I threw that bomb with every bad intention,

You are not on a bus with Sandra Bullock,
Keanu cant get you off before that bomb erupts.
Speed it up, Hurry it up, Give it up,
Pick a square for that Bomb to pop its top up.

Whoops, that looked like a Fumble,
Bomb goes off and your legs do crumble
Armour breaks a millisecond before your spine,
It looks like your life is in a decline

Your good luck was now your undoing
No Apoth to save you from own Kablueying,
Change the speed, slow it down a notch
A bomb just went off in your own crotch

Now lets get serious about your funeral
Do you want a cremation or a Burial?
Lets quickly work on your Will and Testament
Truth be told, there is nothing for your illegitimates

And so, right before you die
And life slows down before your eyes
Nothing left in your head but regrets
From now on that light in your Nut is kaputz.

Another fellow and I are having a competition to see who can take a box Goblin team to 10 wins with the fewest amount games played. The prize is a beer to whomever wins, presented at the Chaos Cup this September. Ill put it out to anyone who thinks they can outdo me. I will buy you a beer if you can. This only goes out to guys who will show up at the Chaos Cup Table Top Tourney. If you lose however, you owe me a beer. 1 Goblin team, one Chance (wink, wink.) Pm me before hand, if you are willing to take me on. My team has started. Welcome the Gombardeirs to the Challenge! Exceptors beware!