While we have no empirical evidence that I suck (there are no Sivitses in popular culture), allow me to point you toward Nevada. See those lights over there? Yes, that's none other than Viva Laughlin, a show so heart-stoppingly horrific that uber-handsome ultra-male Hugh Jackman himself couldn't save it. Wolverine can't help? Way to suck the life out of gambling, loser.
First off, I don't appreciate that kind of language. Secondly, Colorado has some of the best microbrews and kind bud in the entire country - not to mention sweet, sweet ski bunnies. As a state, our homosexuality is limited to people who strongly preach against that kind of behavior. North Carolina is home to Duke, which strongly exemplifies that kind of behavior.
Enough said.
You do have a vast array of effective low-post moves coupled with a pair of gorilla arms so absurdly lengthy you can A) block my shots despite me being a few inches taller, and both of us sharing gravity-accepting verticals, and B) tie your shoes without bending over. You're also impossible to move due to a torso shaped like a barrel and consisting of hardened concrete. I do, however, have a better jumper than you. So eat me.
Ok. Wow.
You know, one was bad enough, but this was just pushing it.
You're mine, shit-cow.
I'm gonna fucking own you.