Sunday, April 27, 2008

Pansy

Yo Chuckles,

Well. Lawyered up, did ya? Rambo works solo.

Like a real man.

(In fact, I had ta go look up how to even spell "pansy" in the dictionary, which afterwards I rigged with C-4 to cover my tracks).

You're so pathetic, it would make me cry (which I can't, cause my eyes secrete napalm instead of tears). Have you ever taken a look at your "cowboy" boots? That's some heel you've got there. What kind of man wears high heels? ('Cept for Prince. Don't ask me why, but he gets a pass.)

So your little wet-nurses in three-piece suits told you to face me here. Fine. It's been a while since I've been to a tea party (that I didn't infiltrate in order to kill a high-value target).

Consider this gauntlet thrown, Norris.

-Rambo


P.S. Pansy....

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