I've had a change of heart.

To those participating in the tournament, please don't get hurt. Don't get injured, don't break your bones, kick your shins in, let your head collide with walls or get crushed under a heavy pile of six burly, sweaty men. If I have to treat you, allow me to state now that I will make your life a living hell.

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To those taking place in that god-awful tournament coming up: may you all fall on your heads and have some sense knocked into the areas of your gray-matter that are still functioning.  Though your choice of settling a dispute is admirable, I still think you're all fucking retarded.

And for godssake, have a med-kit or three somewhere near the field ( Read more... )