Speaking of having seen better days, I finally caught the tape of PacMan v. Oscar. Geez, talk about dominating: Manny didn't give Oscar a chance. Oscar looked baffled and scared from the opening bell. He ought to call it a day. He's got money, he's a successful promoter, he's still good-looking. Quit while you're ahead, Oscar. As for Manny: the guy's a phe-nom! No doubt the best pound-for-pound.
Ntra la porta tua lu sangu � sparsu, E nun me mporta si ce muoru accisu... E s'iddu muoru e vaju mparadisu Si nun ce truovo a ttia, mancu ce trasu.
