Let me tell you guys a little something about ass kickings. When a man whoops your ass, say a knock-out sucker punch. You convince yourself that he snuck you, and if prepared, you'd kick his ass if given the chance. Out of nowhere, here comes that chance. You do your push-ups, work on your jab, and over-hand right. You talk to yourself in the mirror, and fill yourself with much needed pride to accomplish the task. Then that day comes for you to show the world that you won't be sucker punched this time, but your going to give this guy the ass whooping you should have given him the first time, that's if he hadn't sucker punched you.
The bully shows up as expected, but your ready this time, not only are you ready, but the fight is in your yard this time. "No way I'm gonna get my ass kicked in front of my momma." The bully throws the first blow, he lands, but to even your own surprise you took the punch well. This really puts your confidence over the top, and you begin throwing punches in a windmill type fashion, fast and hard as , hitting any part of his body that's exposed. Before you know it, you realize that you are tired as , and this mother ing bully hasn't flinched, what's worse is he's smiling, in my own ing backyard! What comes next is the most vicious furry of left hooks from this bully that it brings tears to your momma's eyes. You don't remember how it all ended, in fact, you don't even want to know. The only thing you can keep telling yourself is if you had another shot, you'd win next time. Deep down you know that's a crock of , but it's the only thing that keeps you from looking like the scared pussy that you really are.
Denver wants no part of those Bullies from LA.