Not that you were, but if you had been, this is undoubtedly what you should have been referencing. See, Mitch Green was this guy who boxed once upon a crackhouse, err, time. He made the mistake of picking a fight with Mike "I'll bite anything off that protrudes even a little, especially your children" Tyson. Apparently Mitch didn't get the memo about Tyson being disturbed, which is like saying that a couple hundred thousand Hiroshim-on didn't get the memo about the weather report calling for partly cloudy with a chance of A-bombs in '45. God I miss those days: the companionship (frustrated gay love) of my brothers-in-arms, the carb-cutting (diarrhea-inducing) canned turnip rations, and the first time I met my future wife, Soleil Moon Frye (happy ending? and isn't she asian? should be...). Yeah, those days be gone...but I've still got Mitch Green.
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