G-boy is a weakling

I saw G-boy yesterday trying to change a flat tire on his peice of shit 87 Toyota Corolla. He was too weak to take the lugnuts off. I walked by and he asked me for help and told me he was sorry. So I took off one of the lugnuts and it wasnt even that tight. I spit in G-boys face in disgust and kicked him real hard in the balls. He fell to the ground and cried like a sissy bitch. I spit on him again and walked away.

G-boy is such a little fairy. He would be stronger if he still did workouts with me but now he is just getting fatter and weaker. G-boy has a pair of real soft floppy man boobies and he needs to wear a bra so they don't bounce around and jiggle when he walks. Next time I see that punk I'm going to grab his floppy boobs and give him a titty twister until he cries.

Did you get your tire changed G-boy you weak little fairy? You and your car are both pieces of shit. You are prolly jealous of my car and my sound system I got in it. Plus your junk is all rusty and nasty and mine is always clean and the AC works to. I know you were jealous when you use to ride in my car when it was hot outside and my AC blows real cold. We would listen to some techno music and cruise around but that is not going to happen no more sucka. You will have to take the bus if you cant get that flat tire off.