My Bubba sure was dreamy out there on the field last night. After the game, he was just covered in the sweat and blood of that ugly vampire Rockney guy. I told him to change his rags because he smelled like fear.

It's too bad that the team lost their first home game, but now that the field has tasted the blood of the infidel, I'm sure they'll do better next time.

-Nefertata Ho-tep, wife of Bubba Ho-tep

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  Bow your heads juicebags!

We the Fang Gang have reigned supreme over the pathetic legion of Rameses X. Rumors of Vlad Rockney's demise have once again proven false. Will the masses never learn? With a score of 3-0 we have proven our worthiness to bear the blood of ages. For a few paltry thralls to suffer is nothing to us. Though we note the distinction of Phil King who struck a harsh blow to one of the unworthy bone scum.

We are Legion. We own the Night. Who shall be our next victim?

Vlad (the still undying)

aka Jim (who almost got his fangs yanked by that darned Mummy)

  Greetings Inferior Beings,

We the notorious Fang Gang have returned from the Mountains of Transylvania to wreak havoc on your pathetic rabble. Vlad Rockney stands proud as Voivode with Nicholi Namath and Lucky Lieber attending as properly deferential Children of the Night. Tonight we shall victimize the shattered remains of the legion of Rameses X and leave nothing but bleached bones and ancient toilet tissue flapping in the wind to mark their passing. Kneel in fear unworthy dogs! You stand no chance.

Vlad (the undying) Rockney

aka Jim (who is so ready to get his ass handed to him)

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  ...and some lizards with dwarf boot-shaped patches of skin missing from their behinds. But it will not go so well for you when we meet again.

  And indeed! It has come to pass that Torvald's Rockpunchers and the Lustria Swamp Stars met upon the field of pain, and as predicted, there are Dwarves adorned in fine lizard skin boots.

All will fall before the strength of this Dwarven onslaught! Quake with fear and despair in the hours before your destruction!

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And one more thing, I have some beer guzzling dwarves here, minions of Torvald Sr., that are going to feast upon a fine meal of lizard flesh this coming Saturday. Spines will be crushed, Skinks will be skewered, and my entire team will be outfitted with new leather boots by the end of it.
Rar.

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