The Cheers: "May Contest"

Throw your mug in the air. Now is the time to herald the mighty who have fallen. Put it up and herald to the mighty you filthy slags cheers to ones who gave it all without hesitation without weakness, the soldiers that saved you or you would would not sit here today. Herald to the ones who were not cowards in the face of evil who fought with all herald the cheers you scum as if your worthy of any who slag scum buckets!

All the mugs blast into the air as the brawl bellows echo in the chamber halls, here here bellows in echoing cheers of triumph! Any who do not extend to the fullest will loose there heads this I Granger proclaim no doubt! The holiday is proclaimed how I miss the days the strong days of triumph and victory! The old days a mere shadow in the corner of sanity.