I spend most of my week on this blog talking about what a namby-pamby little girlie faggot I am, so it feels good to stroll through the streets of NYC and be reminded of what an indestructible motherfucker I am. If you have the guts to even look at me, which you probably don't, you can hit me with a bat, with a car, with a gun, it doesn't matter; I am one hard motherfucker.
But you already knew that.
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