“Yeah?” I yelled out. “With what, you dickless wonder?” The car stopped ten feet away from me. “Hey, looky, looky, we got a feisty little squaw on our hands,” the driver said. “Looky, looky” I said. “The dickless wonder can speak. I thought guys like you just grunted.” “You fucking watch your mouth, cunt.” “Yeah, you’re so brave with a girl, aren’t you, ass-wipe? Can’t stand up to someone your own size, can you? Cowards like you gotta pick on girls to feel like men.” “Bitch,” he said. “You’re begging for it.”
