Sooner or later you're gonna run out of people to fight with that have a beef with your homie in Goshen!

I do whatever the F I want in this place.
You chase around Calhoun and nail your nose to his poop and try to deflect his undeflecable.
Mike handles his sh!t fine, needs no help from me, those Misfits, I get pleasure pummeling them...they mention my name to with frequency.
I'm afraid if I ignored you, you'd fall into depression and be put on suicide watch.

Poor Kirby
