| I can hurt you Bring it on tough guy. I know it, you know it, everyone else on the forum knows it: I'll beat you, and I'll beat you bad.
You'll be begging me to stop, crying for your mother to come and save the day. But your mother can't help you here, no siree bob. It's just you, me, a dog and a whip. It's not Bouchie's birthday party, it's a funeral. And you're gonna be the guest of honour.
Hope you wore your medical bracelet today.
Punk. |