LIKE A FAT MAN ON A SEA SAW...THIS BATTLE IS A "LOP-SIDE"
AND AFTER MY DICK PEIRCES YOUR PUPIL YOU'LL REALIZE YOU'RE "COCK-EYED"

KID THAT SH*T IS NOT-TIGHT...YOU WEAKLING, YOU TEASE-ME, HOLDING A BOTTLE OF SUAVE LOTION TALKING BOUT YOU CAN "BEAT-ME"

THAT SH*T WASN'T EVEN DECENT...I AIN'T F*CKING-AROUND, I CHECKED...NO PUNCHES-WERE-FOUND, YOUR HOPES OF WINNING ARE PLUMMETING-DOWN

I'M NOT EVEN TOUCHING THE GROUND...I'M ON CLOUD-NINE, I EASILY POUND-GUYS, KID FACE IT...EATING WATERMELONS IS THE ONLY THING YOU KNOW ABOUT-"RHYMES"

LOL...

I TOOK PITY AND SERVED YOU AND PAINLESS DEATH...