I have defeated this earthworm with my words. Imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists.
Rock bottom; that's a fishing term.
What they're not ready for is guys like you and I and Nails and all the other gnarly gnarlingtons in my life, that we are high priests, Vatican assassin warlocks. Boom. Print that, people. See where that goes.
You make a choice to win and you win...
Defeat is not an option. Period. The End.
I was banging seven-gram rocks...because that's how I roll. I have one speed. I have one gear. Go.