Quit talking about me, punk. Do I bring up your name in reference to transvestite boxing fans? I do not. I don't even know who the **** you are, and I could care less whether you lived or died.

I have barely posted here in about a year or so, and I stopped by and searched my own name, and there's this little "Tunney" *** cluttering up the search engine gratuitously trotting out my name all over the place. He's obsessed with me. Perhaps I should be flattered.




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