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Making a Fist

Are you prejudiced or something?  Why don't you want to be my friend? 
Don't I deserve a little more attention?  You know I'm sick.  I have nowhere 
to go.  I'll be here all day.  I'll be here all week.  Come on to my room and 
we will shoot the shit.  You want to know how I grew up?  I'll tell you 
anyway.  Don't walk away.  Don't excuse yourself.  Hey, stupid!  I'm talking 
to you.  I'm going to sue your ass.  I'm going to blow you up once I get 
out of here.  I know where you work.  I'm tired of being told that I can't take 
care of myself.  My family, my doctor, the courts, and now you're also 
questioning my ability. 

The three hundred pound 
man makes 
a fist