After the joygasm of winning America’s Cup back, Larry wants to buy hisself an NBA team – at his terms of course. The owner of the Wizards, Chris Cohan has been trying to play hardball over the price, but now Larry may buy another team and bring it to San Jose, just to bust Cohan’s balls and deflate the value of his losing franchise. You don’t mess, with Ellison, Cohan, he eats cows testicles for breakfast with a side of Tibetan goat nads -
there’s testosterone shooting out Larry’s eyeballs like hot rivers of scalding liquid fire – he will have yours on a plate as an hors d’oeurve before he boffs another double nickel of stewardesses then onto themain course of lobsters, steak and a bevy of platinum haired Argentine limbo dancing contortionists and wizened Balinese one eyed snake handlers. You’re doomed, Cohen, doomed.