With the most recent ReVival Booking, the message couldn't be more clear: Lindsay Troy wants us DEAD WITH OUR FUCKIN SKULLS CAVED IN

Lasagna Boys vs Them Bastard Roughnecks.

Did I read that correctly?

LT, what have you done? Toddrick loves you. He literally said he loves you and wrote you many love letters which he cut out in hour glass shapes --- to match your figure, of course.

Do I love you? Hmm. I don't know. I could see myself loving you, but every time I get close --- every time I start to think about you in that way, you pull some shit like this.

Them Bastard Roughnecks???

THEM BASTARD ROUGHNECKS???

THEY DIDN'T EVEN USE THE WORD "THE" THEY USED THE WORD "THEM!!!"

THAT'S INDICATIVE OF A CERTAIN MILIEU AND MENTALITY WHICH IS NOT ONLY WORRISOME, BUT EXTREMELY TERRIFYING!!!!

...you've fucked on me for the last time, LT.

You've played games with Toddrick's heart for too long, and you're trying to get us murdered.

This is a message to the IRS: Investigate Lindsay Troy.

This is a message to THEM Bastard Roughnecks: Take it easy on my balls. Like, you can attack the face. It is what it is with the face. You wanna beat the shit out of my face, make it bleed, MAKE IT SWOLLEN!?! Then do that. It is what it is with the face.

But take it easy on my balls.

Toddrick? You can do what you want to his balls I don't care.