Calling it now, that was KO of the year

He makes Amir Khan look like Holyfield.

 

This reminds me of something granddad once tolt me. You can take fries, lay 'em up in the gravy, drink all the bathtub gin in the joint, and celebrate your mammy's cookin'. But life still ain't gon' spare ya no mercy. And it's as true today as it was back then. It's like, you can line up all your biscuits on the hood of your Thunderbird, dance on a pond in January but hell hath no fury like the winter's day save for the winter's night or the winter's bone.

 

You truly are one of the great philosophers and scholars of our time, mister Ears

 

I learnt it all from Grampie MacFizzbin. Thank you for complimenting his own very memory, Robney. Thank you, old friend.