I have a particular loathing for pratty british squeakers... Sounding all high and mighty with their proper english.. Anyway this one was named crimson ginger. He was all hot to trott when I missed one shot at the boomer on totems. So we down totems, everytime I say anything, crimson says "oh yea, well you missed that knight" someone leaves the group. The replacement was like crimson ginger's nemesis. A fellow squeaker that sounded like TIMMAY but with actual sentences. Said something about soloing the middle plate. That's when the ginger lost it. TIMMMAY squeaker had def stepped too far on Crimsons turf and they squeaker argued for a hillarious 5 min. I stood up and applauded.. Not that anyone could see it. Then everyone left the group.