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Damn the b***h that thinks she can mess with my people.
You do not mess with my stuff.
My family.
OR my friends.
It's not how it's done.

I am a person of great influence, great power and great craft. I need not gun nor knife to assert myself.
Contact is always much more fun anyway, to watch the curtain fall in a person's eyes as they realize the justification that I speak.

My code, though flawed, biased and somewhat unjust, suits my purposes.
Protect the friend, beat the b***h.

I don't understand why people feel they need to be so demented. You've hurt someone, now let them lie and recover.

*sigh*
However, since people feel they must continue to manipulate and to leech from others that they had brainwashed, action must be taken.

A girl can really mess with a guy's head.
"You need me."
"I am your life.
"You love me."
"You owe me."

These words can brainwash the most intellectual man, and any woman who uses her whiles to take advantage of the true good left in those few true gentlemen must reconcile.

I will not stand for any absurdity.

I am not one to sit silently.
I am not afraid to get in trouble.
Let the sirens wail and the guns blaze.
I stand here, empty handed, an endless amount of opinion and righteousness at my back.
Open the gates of hell and let it come.
I don't see myself backing down.

Nor do I see myself abandoning my friends.

I could hate you to the greatest extent, but wrong is wrong and I will help those in need of it.

You think you may do what you want?
You better ask me first.
You think you can outdo or outwit me?
Try it.
You think you can take me?


...Bring it on.