Thank you Benjamin. Your fleet feet to the outside and broad shoulders would make Ares himself jealous.
Thank you Sabu. You truly are homicidal, suicidal and genocidal.
Thank you Marty. Without you, you wife’s sister would have gone dangerously unhumped.
Thank you Sidney, for not scoring all five.
Thank you James Harrison, as Joey Porter cries that whinny you hear are the mini ponies celebrating. They are your debter and you their champion.