“What the fuck is your problem with me, Biggs?” he demanded then, losing his cool. “I’ve never bothered ya, but you’re hell-bent on making trouble for me every chance you get.” “I don’t like you,” I replied simply. “I can’t stand you, truth be told. The way you look, the way you speak, the way you think, the way you drive, the way you conduct yourself. Everything about you disgusts me.” Leaning back in my chair, I gave him a harsh appraisal. “And that’s not taking into account that you’re a sadistic, not to mention pathetic, bully who gets off on tormenting a child who had to watch his father
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