BEANBALL
Throw at his head you damned
fool, there's nothing in there anyway.
Bruise the side of his face and pop
out his ear with a slider too high.
Just look at the way he stands, as
pigeon-toed as a global-girl and
twisted like a candy-cane on the
morning after Christmas. If you
won't go for his head, take him
out at the knees, OK?
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