Goddamnit, Ronnie. It's like every time I turn around you've found a new venue in which to embarrass yourself talking trash like this. What's next, are you going to send me a fucking singing telegram about how you think you're going to win this week?
You've been lucky, g. But it's about to run out. And don't forget, the more resources you use to talk shit, the more people you'll be kissing my ass in front of next week.