[bagster]

Ha, told ya.

Toxic masculinity is the devil.

p.s. Come punch me, Corey.

[Unrepentant VN Vet]

Come punch me, Corey.

Nah, send him to me.

Got Head of Line chits for light work like that dating back to before you were born.

Besides, my forearms are both just finished healing up after the last forearm shivers I dished and the grandkids wouldn't recognize me without bandaids.

#BadFootballHabitsDieHard

[Bigg Red]

Heck! I could probably whup Booker.