[The sheer force of loathing in his voice could sear a hole in iron. He knows what this bastard is: every pissant who's ever thought they were better than him. Everybody who's ever looked at him and let it show on their face that they saw a worthless small-time thug.]
I know guys like you. You're one of those fuckin' desk jockeys who thinks they're above it all. You've never had to get your own hands dirty. I've earned this, asshole. You'd piss yourself if you ever had to deal with the shit I have.
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[The sheer force of loathing in his voice could sear a hole in iron. He knows what this bastard is: every pissant who's ever thought they were better than him. Everybody who's ever looked at him and let it show on their face that they saw a worthless small-time thug.]
I know guys like you. You're one of those fuckin' desk jockeys who thinks they're above it all. You've never had to get your own hands dirty. I've earned this, asshole. You'd piss yourself if you ever had to deal with the shit I have.