That bastard… That f*****g BASTARD!!! How did he beat me? How did I not win? How did I not kill the fucker instead!?!? I huff as I limp out of the woods the way I came… At least, I think this is the way I came. f*****g s**t… I should have known better than to think she would just run home to mommy and not hook up with another bastard… Why is this fucker white though!?! I groan as I limp out of the woods and back towards the road. I need to make a few phone calls and figure out what the f**k is going on down here.
When I make it back to my car I glare at the SUV sitting in front of me on the road side. I tried to smash the windshield and s***h the tires, but the fucker has bullet proof glass and s**t on that SUV. Why the f**k would someone like him have that s**t?! He is a f*****g nobody!
