I, like many before me, have made the tragic mistake of making a wager with Ryduce. Though warned of my helpless situation I dove head first into oblivion and now must suffer the indignity of my ineptness. I offer up my soul as a bounty to he whom knows more than me. Though thoroughly embarrased, I thank Ryduce for humbling me and I dare not cross him again. Also, I want Manhoef's man love all over my face.
