The Vein: Well said, Hank. Now let’s throw it over to league commissioner Cockadoodle Cokenail to kick things off:
Haymaker: It was a controversial choice to make an identical Tim Thomerson clone with the DNA of industrial effluents from a Dublin crematorium to be the new league commissioner, but those genetic licensing fees were just too low to pass up.
The Vein: Nothing projects authority like an effeminate Georgia plantation accent accessorized with an ascot and a 1960s Joker wig, Hank.
Haymaker: Couldn’t agree more, Zane.
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Haymaker: Mm-mm, Zane, I can practically taste the potato-y chickenated goodness. Now let’s recalibrate our ocular implants towards the jumbulated screenmotron:
The Vein: And with the traditional Brooming of the Naked Asian Man, this tournament is officially underway!
Haymaker: I’ll tell you Zane, I haven’t been this excited for a televised blood orgy since the Men’s Olympic 500 Meter Blade Run of 2024, when Jesse Metazoans beat the floating brain of Harrison Ford in a quantum finish.
The Vein: Hold that thought Hank, because I’m just getting word that the first fight is about to begin, between Lou Diamond Killips and Slippery Joe Folgers:
Haymaker: A tremendous panoply of pectoral posturing on display there, Vein. I can’t wait to see what these walking fist delivery systems have in store for us in their 64k of combat RAM.
The Vein: Going for a Shin Splitter there, but a bit sloppy on the Kick Six Three Hole follow-through. Ooh, nice recovery on that Filipino Banana Box -
Haymaker & The Vein: Ooooh!
Haymaker: Looks like Dynacore is gonna have to go back to the drawing board on those new skull-imploding crumple zones, Zane. Nothing left of that teched out turkey but the Pope Bot’s Nose.
The Vein: Well, there’s just no getting up from a Scanners Surprise with that much mustard behind it. Let’s hope his barber does facial reconstruction too.
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