An open letter:
Soda Popinski,
You're my favorite character in the game. I love you, you big Russian soda-chugging man. I hate your punch, it dosent follow the rhythm of my ducking and I cant seem to knock your ass out anymore. I might be getting older, but ill get you yet.
King Hippo,
When I last fought you, I (no offense) really thought I was hitting Deach (No offense to you either Deach). You knocked me out over ten times before I remembered out how to knock you out, and when you fell, I really hoped you wouldn't get back up. Thank the gods you didn't.
Great Tiger,
I hate you.
Sincerely
HS
Soda Popinski,
You're my favorite character in the game. I love you, you big Russian soda-chugging man. I hate your punch, it dosent follow the rhythm of my ducking and I cant seem to knock your ass out anymore. I might be getting older, but ill get you yet.
King Hippo,
When I last fought you, I (no offense) really thought I was hitting Deach (No offense to you either Deach). You knocked me out over ten times before I remembered out how to knock you out, and when you fell, I really hoped you wouldn't get back up. Thank the gods you didn't.
Great Tiger,
I hate you.
Sincerely
HS