Just so ya know chicken shit, that wasn't a win. Hope ya weren't baskin' in the warmth of that bullshit too long ta make ya think ya won jack over me.
But ya know what? Doesn't matter, ya ain't gettin' a second chance to prove you're a real man. I've made up my mind that ya ain't worth any more of my precious time.
Ya may have won that fight? But the battle? It's mine. Trophy goes to the real man here. The one with the balls, the honor and the fuckin' pride to go down fightin' all the way other than hide behind his friends while ya taunt from the safety of your gasguzzlin' peice o'shit on wheels.
S'right
fuckface oh shit.. said it again, gonna point a real gun in my face this time jackass?
I
WIN. I know all that vomit ya call words ya spat at me were just hidin' the fact all ya got is Kaien. Jealousy, that's what it fuckin' is. Don't think I forget that you were sittin' alone in the bar instead o'with yer only friend in the world, beat all t'hell. Sounds like you two ain't doin' so good. And really? I pity you. Kaien seems like a good guy. Ya don't know what the hell yer fuckin' up by being a blind douschebag.
But ya know? I'm feelin' generous. You stay the hell away from my family and friends? And I won't kill you. We'll be square. Got it? Hope Kaien can save your sorry ass before someone puts you in yer damn place. I really do feel sorry for ya.
Love,
Renji
P.S. Oh by the way. When I originally called yer ass out over the internet, I wasn't looking for a fight. You still haven't made good on yer word man. Where's that challenge you issued? Remember that? Yeah... didn't think you had the gonads to prove yourself then either. S'fine. Forget about it. I've lost interest anyway.