6/16/02

Thus I Refute Billy

Hey

I don't know what candy assed schoolgirl got on here last night and sent out a H&B under my name, but it wasn't me. "Oh, the nasty man poked me in the head with some barbed wire, and now I feel so stupid, and traumatized, and it HURT . . . " Get out. I shit barbed wire, in 50 yard rolls, you think getting whacked in the head with it fazes me?

"Oh, and let me tell you about the scary, scary red light, and how I ran away . . . " Pathetic. I'm a goddamn Death Falcon- any red light, or anything else for that matter, natural or super-, comes looking to fuck with me, they take a Falcon Arrow, or I go down trying. No weak sisters here.

Don't want to keep you- just wanted to set things straight.

Peace

Death Falcon Zero