Many people have come in second in a scrap.
They would be fortunate sometimes to
only get their gonads crushed by
hard kicking steel toed work
boots all on account of
peckerhead fooling
around with boyz who love suffering fools.
Thank you, friend.
Barry out.
My brother Marty was a scrapper when he was younger and he didn’t seem to mind losing.
Course, the son-of-a-pupster never lost in the many times I fought him.
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