Smells like...... victory!

"Once you get used to the smell of burning hog fat, you'll wonder how you ever lived without it...."

Hey all.

Thought I'd drop a wee update on the exploits of Team Protein.

We've been playing quite a bit lately both as a team and as individual servings of our respective protein.

-PORK is eternally chasing sniper kills and rides in Warthogs that always seem to pass him by.

-If your armor is getting all shimmery and you feel a not-so-slight sting, RIBS is probably drawing a bead on you with a Covenant Carbine (he loves that thing).

-When you are crying over that Perfection medal that just slipped through your fingers, you can blame NUTZ. He is exterminating whole teams, left and right. Save him the trouble and just shoot yourself. Or don't, he likes trouble.

-And your humble narrator? BEEF is forever adding bloodstains to the bumpers of my Ghost and my Warthog (the one with the Pabst Blue Ribbon and Miller High Life logos air-brushed along the barrel of the Gauss Cannon). To put it plainly, I want my fucking green visor.

Every week is mystery meat.

#weoutchea

BEEF



P.S. - PORK and I are in the midst of a heated competition of who can come up with the most tasteless Gamertag. So far, I'm in the lead with "IPaidForALady", but his offering of "SaltyFingers" was like a shot across the bow. Feel free to leave your own suggestions in the comments section. Remember, 15 characters or less.....

Protein-packed inaugural blog post.

Official Team Protein blog content coming soon!!!!!

Prepare to inhale the sweet aroma from each of your favorite Team Protein members: BEEF, PORK, NUTZ, and RIBS.

Press requests, fan letters, arrest warrants, and death threats should be sent to:

FondOfChiffon@toadsoftheshortforest.com

See you through our crosshairs.

BEEF
Blog Administrator