Bryce's arm.
That golden arm of pure magnificent.
The arm of leg spinning genius.
The spectacularly enigmatic limb of Victoria's Amber headed prince is ready for action.
It is ready for battle.
Locked & Loaded.
It has a tinge on manly muscle about it.
A dash of rogueish charm.
A mole for good luck.
And all the leg spinning skill one can only get from being a Victorian legspinner.
It's a platinum arm.
A fantastical fin.
A breathtaking bow.
A wonderful wing.
And it is ready.
Next weekend people, Bryce continues to climb the summit for every working stiff who ever had a dream but was too crap or lazy to do it for themselves.
Bryce is mans struggle.
He is over coming adversity.
He is the little train that went woo woo.
A man of the people, for the people, from the people, who knows the people and will always love, the people.
Today is a good day, i just saw a dove having sex with a squirrel in a cross species erotica moment.
That is wha Bryce does, he brings people, and animals, together.
He is like Johnny Cash or Spartacus that way.
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