You dinnae want to mess with the G-Vegas Kilt Crew. In our ranks, we have one ten foot tall highlander. He shoots lightning bolts out of his ****. We also have a witch. She'll throw spell packets at you and cut you down like the dogs ye are. There are also many insufferably cute children who will wear down your will with big sad puppy dog eyes. We have one slightly cuckoo race car driver who will take you on the ride of your life and give you the worst case of car sickness you have ever had.

And then there is me. And my Calypso Curse. Ye dinnae wanna be messing round with that. Ye want no part of my Dreadfoo Voodoo. I'll stick crochet needles into my little doll collection and make you all get your groove on. I'll make you shake what your mamma gave ya. Be warned.