Out of His League: Revolutionary IMprov Prose

“He is playing out of his league: A self-professed looser who wears his desperation like a cheap cologne, and his intensity like an old sharkskin suit with matching gold Wayne Newton commemorative medallion nestled in the V formed by a shirt with one too many buttons unbuttoned, resting on the top of a bulging gut that could double as a martini holder.”

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