Oi vey, I am like an old lady today. After many rounds of rum-induced 'Extreme Bochi Ball' I have managed to hurt my back. Muthafucking bochi ball of death!
Let me tell you my brothers, the pain is totally worth it as I slaughtered all of the gents . . . well, that and the garden. I have this inately special talent to completely destroy everything I'm not supposed to hit, the garden was one of those unfortunete things. Followed by a very clear warning not to hit the garden, I then proceeded to throw the ball directly into the sodding bit. The causalities were great and plently, and include 3 beet plants, a head of lettace, and an airplane-shaped windsock. I'm an asshole and the beets resent me for it.
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