You go after me because I'm not Beezy's size.

Take on Beezy, then - prove your point. When he lays you out like a towel, it will prove mine.

You go after me with threats of ass-kickings because you think you can kick my ass. It's that simple. You pick the small guy, and talk tough. When it comes to the big guy, you make excuses. It's comical to watch, like almost all our your drama-filled tirades.
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She was standin' alone over by the juke box, like she'd something to sell.
I said "baby, what's the goin' price?" She told me to go to hell.

Bon Scott - Shot Down in Flames