I was hesitant to trash talk you this week Sky, partly out of the respect I have for you, and partially because you rarely fire back. But then it occurred to me: I’ve been going about it all wrong!
All this time I’ve been hitting you with newfangled whippersnapper lingo, instead of approaching it on YOUR terms! So prepare yourself for the Old-Timey Garbage Gab!

See here, Bremaloes! The Reprobates are feeling ornery this week, and are saucered and blowed to give you the business! Redmond is fixing to sock your gaggle of namby pamby Redskins right square in the pie-hole! We'll clobber you so hard it’ll knock the dentifrice clean off their pearly whites!
Not even the much ballyhooed Thomlinson can free you from this predicament! You’re in for a real donnybrook, so hold onto your spats, Mister! It’s curtains for you! Down with the Bremaloes! Three cheers for the Reprobates! Bully!