“............... The preceding dots represent 6 rolls I had during this game, a game in which I had control early and lost control quickly. I then draped a certain flag over my shoulder...a pirate flag. And the rest is history.”
“So it comes down to this...1 on 1...Slychuk attacking James in the Ukraine...James fighting to stay alive...the crowd is silent... James shakes his monstrous die...he rolls...it's a 1...or is it a 3...Slychuk shaking his die...he goes for the roll...he puts it off James' belly!! It's off his fucking belly!!! It's a six!! It's a six!! Slychuk wins!!! The crowd goes insane... 5 min later... And...Marty knocks Slychuk out... Meh...fuck it all...”
“It appears that it was not my night. The ceaseless bombardment from black and green proved too much for me to withstand and for the first time in recent memory I was unable to mount any manner of offensive at any time whatsoever. I have high hopes for next month. I don't think the planets will align exactly the same way in four weeks. James and Marty wil be paid out.”
“Devin...he chased me out of Australia and said I attacked him. He is alive because no one wanted to hear him complain. Yeah it's trash talk, but he placed his men next to mine, attacked my continent, and then when I attacked Africa against Sheldon, he attacked me there. I got nothing against pink. Elvis bought his mother a pink Cadillac, but pink...it's just pink, Devin.”
