Corvallus has a scrappy backsnatch. I was a part of a 10 man train at Barcodes and his backsnatch felt like two pieces of baloney smashed together with mayonnaise. After my turn he raised one arm up, still bent over, and let out a loud explosive fart. “The spirit of Cal Jammer has just left my body” he proclaimed, as s**** spilled from his a***.

Afterwards I saw him at the bar and he kept calling me “guy” and “chief” and gesturing towards me like he was singing in a musical.

√ Peter Nigarnuts