You know why your fat f*** boyfriend mustache cash stash hides behind the law instead of teaching me a lesson? It’s because he doesn’t care about defending your honor, and because he knows that even though he’s bigger and stronger than me, if he tried to fight me I’d go for the most dirty, lethal s*** I could go for to kill or maim him as quickly as possible while taking as little damage to myself as possible. It’s because there’s few things I want more than a chance to permanently cripple him. His fear of me outweighs his loyalty and duty to you. That’s pathetic, just like your soul. I don’t blame him though. Nobody wants to be suddenly disabled with bear mace to the face before they get assaulted with a baseball bat or have their eyes poked out and their nuts cut off. Ya’ll are lucky I can’t purchase firearms or we’d all already be dead, I have the money for them.