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You thought you were slick, having me meet me at the bar with your wanna be muscular girlfriend. The only thing big on her was her fucking mouth! And I was fully prepared to take care of that. I must have intimidated her with my big fucking biceps. But I knew exactly what she wanted. So I grabbed her by the nape of her neck and ripped her right off her bar stool and took my left steel fist and jarred it right up into her chin. That was just stage one of getting her to shut the fuck up. She was looking at you to "save" her, but you wer...

(*custom video, named used once at beginning)

You thought you were slick, having me meet me at the bar with your wanna be muscular girlfriend. The only thing big on her was her fucking mouth! And I was fully prepared to take care of that. I must have intimidated her with my big fucking biceps. But I knew exactly what she wanted. So I grabbed her by the nape of her neck and ripped her right off her bar stool and took my left steel fist and jarred it right up into her chin. That was just stage one of getting her to shut the fuck up. She was looking at you to "save" her, but you weren't going to, because you knew I would have stopped you. Besides, you were already rock hard seeing me starting to rough that bitch up. I lifted her up and gave her blow after blow into her tiny little ribs. I could hear them breaking and cracking and shattering and they were protruding out of her skin. I used my powerful biceps and fists of steel to shatter her jaw with punch after punch. It's almost as if I couldn't stop. I had turned her cheek bones into dust. I gave her nose an uppercut that made it end up on the side of her face. The whole time, you're jacking off in the corner. Her teeth, shattered and broken up on the bar floor. I double fist punched the sides of her head, popping her eyes out of socket. That warm, wet feeling of all her insides hemorrhaging out and soaking her clothes, creating puddles. The continuous pounding left her jaw broken ad shattered in so many pieces it will never be able to be put back together. She won't be drinking out of a straw...she'll need to be fed through IV. Your wanna be friends just never learn that they won't survive messing with this tough bitch with my big ass biceps and these fists of steel. I always leave them like a bag of bones. The last mark I leave is me digging my heels into what's remaining of their face, posing over them and and letting my spit drain onto them and mix in with the mess I've created. What happens next...is even better!