Yeah baby. 

Next to jump on the Fedor / Barnett manure wagon is Donald Frye. He took time out from single-handedly exploding the hell out of middle-eastern dictators, chopping down trees with his moustache, headbutting rogue narwhals and firing missiles at comets to talk to MMA Weekly.

If Tom was smart, he'd have me fighting Fedor instead of whoever he's hiring on a one week notice. My phone works if he wants a real fight with someone who sell a fight in four days, somebody who will beat that bald-headed commie too. He ain't seen anything I have to offer. He built his whole reputation (as a) waffle house chef. They've been serving him up ham and eggs with a side of canned tomatoes. I'll bring it. And if he can bring it, you'll have the best fight you've ever seen on the planet.

It's almost impossible to make that statement any more awesome and in fact it was so awesome that my fingernails just curled right off my fingers and most of Pakistan exploded and I think even a bunch of kangaroos in Australia jumped like four metres in the air and said "yeeha."

Frye vs. Fedor is the only sane decision at this point. Sure they could bring Belfort in but that would involve all kinds of reshuffling and pie eating, and besides, Belfort doesn't even have a moustache. 

Donald Frye would provide a punching bag of the perfect meatiness and consistency for Fedor to maul, keeping the bloodthirsty fans--and moustache afficionados--happy. 

The only way this bout could be made more awesome is if Fedor agreed to grow a handlebar moustache in time for the fight and the two dueled in the centre of the ring. The moustaches could be combed and oiled in between rounds. 

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