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Page Oneyou beg for mercy when you crouch down in front of me.could you be any weaker. you? worthless being. every second you take is a waste of my time. what else do you want? have you already killed me, dime? for dime. I am ruthless. you spit a hard game. I don't like it. I swear one day you will shape up coward. until then you are worthless. |