Ryan Miller's arch-nemesis, who had annoyed him for years, finally went bankrupt.

His rowdy friends asked Ryan Miller what he planned to do.

Ryan Miller sneered—does that even need to be asked?!

Of course, he was going to take the opportunity to torment him, humiliate him, and trample all over him :)

So Ryan Miller waved his hand grandly, tossed his card at his nemesis, and arrogantly declared he would 'sponsor' him.

The next day, he sat on the edge of the bed, utterly bewildered, feeling the waves of soreness all over his body, recalling the suffering he endured last night, the 'beating' he took, and the tears he shed...

Fuck your mother.

You made a killing, you bitch.

Damn Matthew Clark, I'm going to kill you.