“Game became very ugly second half when opening kickoff resulted in no ref all half long. Unfortunately for me, my dice turned ice cold and I was unable to knock his lizards over; his dice were red hot, and not only could he knock me over at will, but every foul he threw broke armor, and believe me, there were enough fouls thrown! I threw just as many (hey, HE started it!), but only twice was I able to break armor, even when fouling a skink! Pathetic, and played exactly the way he needed to in order to win. I got a little crabby at the end due to domestic problems unrelated to the game (amazing the headache a misbehaving, crying 4 year old can bring on), so I apologize for being a tad rude at the end.

Petite, the idiot, killed himself while gfi'ing for a late-first half score. No, I don't have an apo yet, and I'm starting to rethink that idea, but first, I now have twin slayers for my game with the chaos. Bring it, beasts! I'm royally ticked off after this game, and feel the need to take it out on somebody! The elves following you are rooting for all my aggression to be taken out on you, so come on, if you dare!”