“Wow. And there we were all ready with our excuses for why we got stomped into a fine faintly smelly malicious paste. We're kind of at a loss for words what with the distinct lack of injuries (poofy mummies pushing us into the crowd, how puny is that for a whopping great shambling brute? ;) ) and two whole touchdowns from a-never-more-than-eight-elf lineup!”
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