He's a puss
I once went to jail ten years ago.. I was nicknamed The crusher.. I'd crush little puny fgts souls if they crossed the line
I soon broke out and traveled to Minnesota.. In a cabin near a lake
I knocked on the door and yelled "one minute, I'm just finishing up an RB verse"
He ran to the door with his shirt off.. I was quite disturbed by his milk jugs
I assumed he was half naked cuz he just got done wankin with amen on skype
Anyways.. We talked for a while.. He began to tell me how I'm better than him.
Then we laughed and I punched him in the face with a lamp head