You don't want these sliceys. I will destroy you in handball. I'm seriously amazing. Still. I kicked the shit out of my 9 year old cousin the other day, and then threw the ball at the back of his head when we walked back to the line where losers go to wait for another ass-beating, probably chatting about how badly they just got pwned (I don't know, because I've never been there). I'm ruthless like that, and I know all the little procedural rules to screw you over before you even touch the ball. It's a lot like a court of law. I deliver the judgment before you even realize you got sued. And lost. Dana.