You really think that excuse is gonna hold up in a court of slaughter? [Heh. See what he did there? Law. Slaughter. Ghoul, you are a genius. And you are so impressed by your own genius that one of those headslaps just got you in the face while you were straddling the poor kid, in awe of your own wit. Nice job. Ow. That almost hurt... almost.]

Easy, easy, strawberry squeezy. Use your fists or don't use nothin' at all. Who the fuck you think you're gonna fend off that way, some lil' motorbaby out t'get your lunch money? Come the fuck on. Hit me like you mean it!