The Kings are kind of like the Baconnator at Wendy's. They look hella good at first in advertising. Then when you really get to see them it's kind of like, "ok well it's not what I thought, but F it, I'm hungry and it can't be that bad". Now we are halfway into digestion realizing we gonna crap...
Didnt yell at the tv once this half! It's an odd feeling, like I'm enjoying watching actual well coached basketball... not sure what I'm supposed to do? Be happy?