What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I'm the top rated defensive end in the NSFL, and I’ve been involved in numerous fights in the trenches, and I have over 50 sacks and tackles for loss combined . I am trained in the San Antonio Marshals way and I’m the top defensive lineman in the entire NSFL and I got a damn trophy to prove it. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me in a press conference? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my media contacts across the USA and your location is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your football career. You’re fucking done, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can beat you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in trench fights, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the Philadelphia Liberty training staff and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass every time the ball is snapped, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking done, kiddo.
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