Listen, Wack. I know you're anxious about your inevitable cherry-popping ceremony tomorrow evening. I know you want desperately to compensate for your coming loss, but you ought to have more respect for your new overlord. I just offered you O/U on +38, and now you try to trick me into taking the O/U on +23? Do you think I am a fool? Apparently, yes. In that event, prepare for this "fool" to deliver the mightiest of shivs right to the guts of you and your pasty vampire idol, the highly overrated N. Silver.
There is only room for one GOAT around here, and there is no power in this verse that shall stop me. Kicking and screaming, you will finally realize that the relentless battering of victories I have compiled is purely the result of predictive and analytic genius.