A bunch of -blam!-ing pricks. So many goddamn penalties the -blam!-ing useless refs refused to call. And the ones they did were all in the favor of the -blam!-ing Kings of course.
"Oh, what's that? Your're gonna cross-check Wingels? Sure, go right ahead."
-blam!- the -blam!-ing Kings.
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Yeah, -blam!- the king, he's a -blam!-. Something about eating all the chickens. I dunno.