#10 Mini Mino Shaker – Dead (RIP) #12 Cannon Fodder – Dead (RIP) #13 Mini Mino Pincher – Broken Neck (-AG)
“The Mino that just wont keep clawing its way back into business struck again. After the apoth was used to cure a niggleing injury and his brother sitting out with a concussion. He was the game plan.
Those crazy green cupcakes started off tearing up the mini minos, but left a few too many alive. Mammoth saw this and got angry. Him and his chainsaw wielding buddy and the rest of the little guys started eliminating and munching on those tasty gobbos.
The gobbos realize they were too few in number to fight any more and would be eaten by Mammoth and his breathren, so they decided to pack up all their little toys and head back to their little fire place, with some wishful thinking...”
“ A very frightening Mino that. The Scramblers did have their chances to take him out and finish the game off but bombs bounced the wrong way or intercepted, chainsaws wouldn't start and/or tripping in mid chop, and when they did block him - nothing.
The Scramblers would have loved that head on the mantlepiece but when all the above yielded nothing and ref slashing their numbers - the player/coach, Jimmi Lockjaw pulled from a game where they would have just taken a beating.
By this action the casualties were kept light (gobs aren't cheap you know), but the Velvet gloved Goon has designs on looking up from his chair, in front of a nice warm fire, with a pipe and a smoking jacket, blowing smoke rings just big enough to fit round MM's head over the mantlepiece. Mmmm sounds like a plan ;)”
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Those crazy green cupcakes started off tearing up the mini minos, but left a few too many alive. Mammoth saw this and got angry. Him and his chainsaw wielding buddy and the rest of the little guys started eliminating and munching on those tasty gobbos.
The gobbos realize they were too few in number to fight any more and would be eaten by Mammoth and his breathren, so they decided to pack up all their little toys and head back to their little fire place, with some wishful thinking...”