Spaw... I hope you meant feet first.

BTW, I'm 250 lbs o' fightin' Irish, so you're comin' with me... better put yer oilskins on cause there could be stormy seas when you try to wrassle me into that tank of Turkey Turd Beer. Minds me of another saying my father had - I can lick my weight in wildcats.

Now, before we gits to wrasslin', what are the rules ? You set 'em and I'll break 'em. Are we settin' a cover charge for the match ? Proceeds to the Mudcat. How many falls ? dunks ? I say the winner should get to watch the loser chug a yard of Turkey Turd. If so, everyone better wear a slicker !