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"Respect? Of course there's a bit of respect there, almost zero even. Just not as much as another pro fighter since they're out there to win, rather than out there to show off there boobs in a hit and giggle style 'sport.' I mean? What are they calling themselves? Foxies? After foxy boxing? Something where people pretend to fight? I think that explains itself. But hey, there's a chance they could turn pro sometime in the future. May even get out of the first round as well."

I knew as soon as I finished saying that line I would be hearing that line from then until the match and how it would be used as a battle cry. Truth or not J should know better than to add bullets to any gun that's aimed at me. Sure this gun might be a real light and tiny sized one but any weapon is still deadly in the right hands.

Course, probably didn't help at all that watching any available video of this chick's fights got several people teasing me on why I was watching porn didn't put me in the right emotional state but that's my own fault for letting that get to me. Cass keeps telling me I can't get so emotional over things I can't control. Especially over matters like some stupid, fucking clown girl who keeps making fun of my fucking ass and ugh...there I go again.

There again, here I come, and I'm planning on killing you.

And here's hoping it won't be a lonely funeral for you.

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"Respect? Of course there's a bit of respect there, almost zero even. Just not as much as another pro fighter since they're out there to win, rather than out there to show off there boobs in a hit and giggle style 'sport.' I mean? What are they calling themselves? Foxies? After foxy boxing? Something where people pretend to fight? I think that explains itself. But hey, there's a chance they could turn pro sometime in the future. May even get out of the first round as well."

I knew as soon as I finished saying that line I would be hearing that line from then until the match and how it would be used as a battle cry. Truth or not J should know better than to add bullets to any gun that's aimed at me. Sure this gun might be a real light and tiny sized one but any weapon is still deadly in the right hands.

Course, probably didn't help at all that watching any available video of this chick's fights got several people teasing me on why I was watching porn didn't put me in the right emotional state but that's my own fault for letting that get to me. Cass keeps telling me I can't get so emotional over things I can't control. Especially over matters like some stupid, fucking clown girl who keeps making fun of my fucking ass and ugh...there I go again.

There again, here I come, and I'm planning on killing you.

And here's hoping it won't be a lonely funeral for you.