Because this needs to happen again.. next week... After the packers are done kicking the shit out of the eagles...

The official Summer League Carnages only happen in Summer... hence the name. The standard variation of Carnages are for other times. If you want to have a Carnage, you can contact your local Carnage Mentor to get information and to host the thing. (Not me though, I'm away from my Xbox till Thanksgiving.) No rules about having your own personal little game night though.

But what if I cover you in berries and stick you in the oven until you're all hot and sweaty can we call it summer then? And if so that means its before before Thanksgiving and you can host this because I am far too busy (being lazy) to ever host one of these things. WHY DO WE ALL HAVE TO HAVE NIPPLES!!!!????!!!!

The seasons are based on the tilt of the earth along an axis relative to it's rotation, or "Orbit", around the sun. The heat and berry to me ratio is completely irrelevant. I am also busy. WE ALL HAVE NIPPLES BECAUSE WE START OUT AS FEMALES IN THE WOMB BEFORE THE MALES GET BOMBARDED WITH TESTOSTERONE BUT NOT BEFORE WE DEVELOP NIPPLES OURSELVES!!!!!!!!!!

I see your name has the hidden ability to crap all over our hopes and dreams Your name has lots of 4's so you want us to take one out DE4THINCARN4TE- 4 = DE4THINCRN4TE You are repeatedly asking the viewer of your gamertag if they are in it so the inquires cancel out DE4THINCRN4TE- RN -IN = DE4THC4TE Everyone likes algebra, I never make spelling errors only equations you misunderstood as words so we are going to represent 4 with an "A" DE4THC4TE = DEATHCATE 4 cates happen to have died tonight so we are going to make sure that the equation balances DEATHCATE= Deathacate this is getting stupid so I am going to just put an f in there that stands for the word -blam!- Deathacate = Defecate So when the rest of you are sitting at home, wondering why it’s all cold, and your stupid nipples from testosterone being late are all pointy remember it was DEFECATE's fault for not letting me lather him with berries and stick him in the oven. WINTER IS YOUR FAULT YOU BASTARD!!!!!!

The 4's hide meaning far beyond your puny mortal recognition. Everything else is wrapped in layers and layers of code.

Those were not words, that was Algebra you just threw at us. Don't hide behind your math you weather -Blam'er!- we all know winter is your illegitimate bastard child.