"Red 69... blue 32... down... set... hut...hut... HIKE!!!"
"Oooooooohhh........shiny!"
"She will be mine... oh yes, she will be mine!"
"Oooooooohhh........shiny!"
"She will be mine... oh yes, she will be mine!"
Although, as the game progressed, Little Man started to wear down and show the toll it was taking on his body.
"Uuuuggghhhhhh... I shouldn't have eaten those last couple of meatballs!"
The onslaught of delicious meatballs, smokies, ribs and chili-cheese nacho dip created a few items of business to take care of at the other end of the spectrum, if you know what I mean.
It's important that you let the tiger know who's the boss. There are several methods to assert your domination over him, but I prefer the ear hair hold. Those razor sharp claws and fangs are no match for a good ol' fashioned ear hair pulling.
Then, while he's withering in pain I jump on his back and wrestle him into submission... without releasing my grip. Man, this tiger stuff is a breeze!!"
*Disclaimer- Please do not try this at home. Tiger wrestling should only be performed by a certified and trained professional!
With shorts like this there is only one option..... a high school gym teacher!!

"In your face sucka!"

Do these pants make my butt look fat???"
OK, How about now??
And then finally redemption came my way...
W00000000000-H00000000000!!!!!!!"