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This web site contains sexually explicit material:Matt steps up next, and he knows it. Confident, cocky with it, the kind of lad who's already decided he's walking out of here clean. Walks in wearing a crisp white football kit, not a mark on it. And to be fair: he plays well. Answers come easy, that swagger building with every round. He's enjoying himself. Thinks he's got the measure of the game. Then it turns. And Matt's standing in the tank while bright green gunge comes down over him, thick and relentless, soaking straight through that white kit. Shoulders, chest, thighs: green everywhere, dripping off the hem. All that confidence washed away in about four seconds. He played the game well. He still left covered.