I climbed up to the top of my friends apartment block.Jumped down a level on to some poor girls balcony.Scared the shit out of her.Then scared the shit out of the cops when they saw me running down the street with a microphone shoved up in a bicycle helmet i was wearing.Good night though.
The hero and the coward both feel the same thing, but the hero uses his fear, projects it onto his opponent, while the coward runs. It's the same thing, fear, but it's what you do with it that matters. Cus D'Amato
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