When it comes to backhand slices, Bernard Tomic is your man. This is the kinda guy who can slice bread with a tennis racquet and leave it in an edible state. Bernard's slice backhand isn't just a groundstroke; it's a complete overhaul of the very fundamentals and mechanics that build tennis. You thought Nadal could get high RPM? This thing has so much slice you'd swear you're playing in hurricane. Bernard's slice is the most lethal shot in sport. It'll hit you like a spiked drink in a Brisbane nightclub.
Then she must want every kid because she acts all moody to everyone
Ah, appeal moderation? Wanna know what appeal moderation did to me?
LOOK AT ME!
LOOK AT ME, BOY! THESE ARE THE SCARS OF APPEAL MODERATION!
Take a good long stare, you know you want to.
You're not even man enough to look at my face.
Appeal moderation isn't pretty, you have to watch your friends go to dust.
Appeal moderation is always hungry for your soul and sweet emotions.
First and once godly-worhispped appeal moderator.