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So Nathanael thinks his puny Angels can take down the Red Sox in the ALCS.
Dream on, buddy. Your chosen squadron are deficient in multitudinous ways, whereas the squadron of my fealty are paragons of indominitable physical virtue. Prepare, sirrah, for a trouncing!
[wik] Nat also sez: "Who fears un planeta californiano?" Oh, please. California : imminent planetary dominance :: Polish people : good with lightbulbs.
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Johno, you are forgetting the
Johno, you are forgetting the curse factor.