@BrockLesnar commentary.

/. Don’t you dare.

The last dying words of a defeated woman. I get paid to be hated, continue writing my checks.

/. I’m aware Brock isn’t everyone’s cup of tea and that’s okay but I can already tell I’m going to have a lot of fun with this. Hopefully I can attract some interactions and keep this muse alive.

Your argument is nothing but irrelevant. A true champion gets the job done by any means necessary, something your ignorance clearly hasn’t taught you yet.

That very same red head kicked your ass— twice. You don’t have a leg to stand on, keep chirping.

You’ll do nothing.

Life isn’t fair, in-which it’s own right makes this completely fair.

Got something to say?

Either stupid, foolish or both.

Problem? Speak up.

Smartest choice you’ll make all day.

That way everyone’s happy, or on this case— survives.

That would be a rather wise decision on your part, would hate to see a pretty thing like yourself get hurt.

Breathed within my vicinity, probably. I don’t really know.

Still can’t guarantee your safety, but it’s a start.

Can’t hurt to watch your back.