So 56 dudes signed on to take on an Empire. Dudes wearing wigs none the less. The odds weren't compelling. Twenty on the Empire, please. But it didn't go down that way. It was no cheesy Hollywood movie. This was the real schnazzle. Win or die. And they did.
|300 muscle-bound Spartans? Forget that noise. Give me 56 wig-wearing honkies any day and I'll bring down an Empire.|