“Kind of unexpected. Things looked like they were going pretty good for the Dude (Sheldon), but then slowly, slowly: Hey, things turned out pretty good for another Dude - Me (though that's a name no one would self-apply where I come from). If Pink and Blue want to blame anyone, though, it whould be those two jerks Ron and Jamie - especially James...or maybe especially wrong. I don't know. Just show up jerks and we'll settle this like men.”
“Fought two enemies who found a 'common' enemy. Me. I played well considering the odds I was up against. Though not well enough for victory therefore I can only look at this as a failure.”
“Devin Larson purchased Old Milwaukee to get in Marty's head. When he got to pick the pink men after winning an initial placement roll-off against Marty, he thought to himself: 'It doesn't get any better than this.' Devin Larson was right. Cause when he failed to break into either South America or Australia despite the manpower to do it, it got somewhat worse. And when he turned in a mixed set and then proceeded to spend the next four rounds picking up two pairs, it got a little worse. Then when he was murdered without putting up a struggle while his three-player-game nemeses then engaged in a battle for supremacy on the board he painted lo so many years ago, it most certainly got worse. In conclusion, fucking shit rolls. No more three-player games with Sheldon and Marty.”
