I cried at the horrifying stench that washed down on me. I could barley breathe with that intense smell. It made me dizzy, and worst of all, it made me vaunerable to you..
I tried to start fighting. I threw some lefts, rights, and a kick or two into your fat stomach. You just laughed, as I continued what I thought was a beating. I was already getting worn out, and I haddent even done any damage. I realized quickly, that I wasn't doing anything substantial to you.. You belched, showering me in the scent of bratwurst being digested..
All of the sudden, my senses kicked in. I jacked your jaw with a right!
Unfortuantly, this just made you mad. You gave me a heavy backhand, knocking me to the floor. I was done for.
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