Dive the dagger deep.
Unravel his mystique.
Shatter his beliefs.
And when he goes by crawling?
KICK HIM IN THE KNEES!
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i was unforntunately bullied a great deal when i was a little kid. i never forgot and i never forgave. if i could just get my hands on one of them for five minutes, that's all i ask.
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