 I'm sick of running. I'm sick of killing. I'm sick of people like you taking my family every few years!"

"Whine, whine, whine," Adam said, "If it weren't for us taking them you'd forget you had them."

"That's not the point!" Jim exclaimed, "They deserve better than this! They deserve to live a pointless life in the suburbs and to start doing drugs at an early age. Then they deserve to grow up, go to detox and live entirely screwed up lives where they talk about how messed up their absentee father made them. That is what I wanted for my family, not to have them stolen by a hot psycho woman and an imbecilic criminal mastermind and made to remember that I don't know what the hell my wife's name is!"

"Wow," Jack said, "Nice speech, Jim."

"I never thought about it that way," Adam said, "That was touching, Stalin. I mean that."

"Does this mean that we don't have to fight this out?" Jim asked hopefully, still a bit tired from the mook fights.

"No," Adam shrugged, "It means that I still want to kick your butt, but I'm going to have a slight bit more regret about it later."

"Great," Jim said, "I guess we had better get this over with, shall we?"

"Yes," Jack said, "Stop talking about it and kill each other already so we can get on with what we laughably call a plot."

"Very well then," Adam said, "Any last words?"

"Yes," Jim said, rearing up and kicking Adam Dirtpassion straight in the balls, "Wear a cup next time, Adam."

Adam's face contorted in pain as he was not used to getting this much pain from that area. This was not his first run as a villain but it was the first time any of the heroes stooped low enough to kick the villain in the nether regions. Jim didn't care anymore. He just wanted to lay that pain in the rear down on the ground just once before the beating commenced.

"You... Will... Die... For... That..." Adam gargled as he went down a bit and gained his composure. He finally came back with a soprano voice, "You are a dead man!"

Adam launched himself into
I'm sick of running. I'm sick of killing. I'm brainsick of citizenry like you taking my family every few years! " 

 " Whine, whimper, whine, " Adam said, " If it weren't for us taking them you'd forget you have them. " 

 " That's not the point! " Jim exclaimed, " They deserve better than this! They deserve to live a pointless life sentence in the suburbs and to start do drugs at an early age. Then they deserve to grow up, go to detox and live entirely sleep together up lives where they talk about how messed up their absentee don made them. That is what I wanted for my family, not to have them steal by a hot psycho woman and an imbecilic criminal originator and made to remember that I don't know what the hell my wife's name is! " 

 " Wow, " Jack said, " Nice speech, Jim. " 

 " I never thought about it that way, " Adam said, " That was touching, Stalin. I mean that. " 

 " Does this mean that we don't have to fight this out? " Jim asked hopefully, still a spot tired from the mook fights. 

 " No, " Adam shrug, " It mean that I even want to kick your cigarette, but I'm going to have a slight bit more sorrow about it later. " 

 " Great, " Jim said, " I guess we had better get this over with, shall we? " 

 " Yes, " Jack said, " Stop talking about it and kill each other already so we can get on with what we laughably shout a plot. " 

 " Very well then, " Adam suppose, " Any final words? " 

 " Yes, " Jim said, rearing up and kick Adam Dirtpassion straight in the balls, " Wear a cup future time, Adam. " 

 Adam's face contorted in pain as he was not use to getting this much annoyance from that area. This was not his first run as a villain but it was the first time any of the hero stooped gloomy enough to kick the villain in the nether region. Jim didn't care anymore. He just want to lay that annoyance in the rear down on the ground just once before the beating begin. 

 " You... Will... Die... For... That... " Adam gargled as he went down a bit and gained his composure. He ultimately came back with a soprano voice, " You are a all in man! " 

 Adam launched himself into
 I'm sick of running. I'm sick of killing. I'm sick of peopls like yuu taking my family every fex yeqrs!"

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"Very well tfen," Agam said, "Any last words?"

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Adam launched himself into
I'm sick of running. I'm sick of sick people like taking my family whine," said, "If it for us taking you'd forget you had them." "That's the point!" Jim exclaimed, "They deserve better than this! They deserve to live pointless life in the suburbs and to start doing drugs at an early Then deserve grow go to detox and live entirely screwed up lives where they talk about how messed up absentee father made them. That is what I for my family, not have them stolen by a psycho and an criminal and to remember that don't know what the hell my wife's name is!" "Wow," Jack said, "Nice speech, Jim." "I never about it Adam said, was Stalin. mean that." "Does that we don't have to fight asked hopefully, still a bit tired from the fights. "No," shrugged, "It means that I still to kick your butt, but I'm going to a slight bit more regret about it later." "Great," Jim said, "I guess we had this over with, shall "Yes," Jack said, talking it kill other already we can get on with what we laughably call a plot." well then," Adam said, "Any last words?" "Yes," Jim said, and Adam Dirtpassion straight the balls, "Wear a next Adam." Adam's face contorted as was getting much from that area. This not his first run as villain but it was the heroes stooped low enough to kick the in the nether regions. Jim didn't care He just wanted to lay that pain in the rear down on ground just the beating commenced. "You... Will... Die... For... That..." gargled as he went a bit and gained his composure. He finally came with soprano voice, are a dead Adam launched himself
 I'm sick of running. I'm sick of kiLling. I'm sicK of peOplE liKe You tAkinG my family every FEw yeArs!"

"Whine, whine, whine," Adam Said, "IF iT WereN'T fOr us tAking thEM yOU'D foRgEt You HaD ThEm."

"ThaT's nOt the poInt!" Jim exclAimEd, "they deserve bETtEr than this! theY deserve to liVe a PointlEsS liFE in thE suBurbs And to sTArt doiNg drugs at An EArly agE. then theY DEsErve To grow up, go to detox ANd LIve entirely scrEwed up LiVEs WHEre TheY talk about HoW messED up theiR AbSENTee FAther made them. that is what I WAntEd for mY fAmiLY, not to Have tHeM StoLen by a hot psYcho Woman and aN imbecILic crimINal mastErmind And MadE to rEMeMbEr tHaT i doN'T kNow WHat The hell mY wIfE's namE is!"

"WOW," jACk saId, "NIce sPeech, jim."

"I never thouGht AbouT It tHat waY," Adam Said, "thAt was TouchiNg, StaLiN. I mean that."

"Does tHis mEan that we Don'T hAve To Fight THis out?" jim AskEd hopefUlly, stiLL a bIt TIREd From the mook fights.

"NO," ADAM sHrugged, "IT means THaT I STill want To KicK youR BUtt, buT I'm gOInG to have a Slight BIt MoRe regreT aBout it LaTer."

"greAt," Jim SAid, "I Guess wE had bettEr get THis over with, shaLL we?"

"Yes," Jack saiD, "stOP TaLKing AboUt it and kill Each OTher AlreADy So wE Can geT on wiTh WHaT We laughably call a ploT."

"VEry welL then," adam said, "Any laSt words?"

"Yes," jIM Said, rearIng uP AnD Kicking Adam DirTpassIon straighT In the balLs, "WeaR a cup nexT time, Adam."

aDAm's face cOntOrtEd iN paIN As He was not used tO GEttiNg This mucH paIn from tHat AreA. ThIs wAs Not his firSt run as a ViLlAiN bUt iT was tHE first tiMe Any Of The HeroeS StoopeD low eNougH tO kICk tHe villaIN iN THe neThEr RegiOns. jiM didn'T carE AnyMore. He jUst wanted To lAY thaT pAiN in the rEar down on the gRoUnd just oncE bEfoRe the bEATing commEnced.

"You... Will... Die... For... That..." ADAm garglEd aS he weNt doWn a bit and GaiNed his ComPOsure. HE finalLy camE bAck WITh a soPRAnO voIcE, "You are a deAD Man!"

adam lAuNcheD himselF into
 I'm sick of running. I'msick of ki lling . I 'msi ck o f pe ople like yout akin g my family every fewyears !" 
"Wh i ne , whi ne, whi n e, " Ada msa id,  " I fit we ren 't forus takingthe myou'd forget yo u had them ."
"That's not  th e poin t! " J i m exc lai med,"Theyd eserve  better t ha n  this! They de s e rv e to  live a pointless li f e in the subur bs and  t o  s t a rtdoi ng drugs a tan ea r ly age. Th e n the y  deserve to g row up, got o d etox a nd  li v e enti relysc r ewe d up liveswher e they ta lk abo u t how m e ssed up  their  ab sen teef at he r m ad e  th e m.  Th a t i s what I  w an ted f or m y f a mily , n ot t o hav e them stolen  by  a h o t p sycho  woma n an dan im becili c cri mi nal mastermindandmade to r eme mb erth at Id on't k now  wh at thehell my wif e' s n am e is!"

"Wow," Jac ks a id , "Nicespeech ,  J im . "

"I ne ve r t houg h t  abou t it th at way,"  Adams ai d,  "Thatwa s touc hi ng,  St alin. I me an tha t."

"Do es th i s mean that we don't have to fi g h tt hisout ?" Jim aske d ho p eful ly,s ti lla  bittired  f r om the mook fights.

" No ," Ada m shr ugged, "It me ans that I s t ill want  tok ic k  your butt, bu t I'm  going toh ave a sl ightbit more  regret a b o ut it la ter ."
"G rea t , "Jim said, "Ig u esswe  had be tte r get t his  ov erwit h,  shall we ?"

"Yes ,"  J ac ksai d, "S t op talki ng  ab ou t i t and kill e ach o ther  a lr e ady  so wec an g et o nwi th w hat  w e lau ghab l y c all a p lot."

"V ery well  t he n," Ada m said, "Anyla st words?" 
"Ye s," Ji m said, re aring up and kicking Ad a m Dirtp ass ion s trai ght in th e b alls,"We a r a cu p next  time ,Ada m . "

Ad a m 's  fa ce  contorted i n p ain a she w as notused to getting th i s m uch pain from  th at a r e a.  Th i sw asno t  hi s first run as avillain bu ti twas the fi r stti me anyof theheroe s  stoope d low eno ugh to ki ck  the v ill ain in the  netherregions.J im di d n' t car e a nymore .Hejustwanted tolay t hat pa in  in th e rea rdown onthe ground just once be fore t he be ati ng commen ced . 

" You... Wi ll.. . Die... F or. ..That. .." Adamgarg l ed  as he we nt d o wn a bita nd  ga i n ed  his compos u r e . H e fin all y  cameback  with a soprano v o ice, "You area de a d  ma n!" 
Ada mlaunched himse lfin t o 
 I'm_sick of_running. I'm sick of_killing. I'm_sick_of people_like_you taking my_family every few_years!"

"Whine, whine, whine," Adam_said, "If it_weren't_for us taking them you'd forget you had them."

"That's not the point!" Jim exclaimed,_"They_deserve better_than_this!_They deserve to live a_pointless life in the suburbs_and to_start doing drugs at an early age. Then_they_deserve to grow_up, go to detox and live entirely screwed up_lives where they talk about how_messed up their_absentee_father_made them. That is_what I wanted for my family,_not to have them stolen by_a hot psycho woman and an imbecilic_criminal mastermind and made to remember_that I don't know what_the hell_my wife's name is!"

"Wow," Jack_said, "Nice speech,_Jim."

"I never_thought about it_that way," Adam said, "That was_touching, Stalin. I_mean that."

"Does this mean that we_don't_have to fight_this_out?"_Jim asked_hopefully, still a_bit_tired from_the_mook fights.

"No," Adam shrugged, "It means_that_I still want to kick your butt,_but I'm going to_have_a slight bit more_regret about it later."

"Great," Jim_said, "I guess we had better_get this_over with,_shall we?"

"Yes," Jack said, "Stop talking about it and kill each_other already so we can get_on with what we_laughably call_a_plot."

"Very well then,"_Adam_said, "Any_last words?"

"Yes," Jim said, rearing up and_kicking Adam_Dirtpassion straight in the balls, "Wear_a cup next time,_Adam."

Adam's_face contorted in pain as he_was not used to getting this_much pain from that area._This_was_not his first run as_a villain but it was the_first time any_of the heroes stooped low enough to_kick_the villain in the nether regions._Jim_didn't care anymore. He just wanted_to_lay_that pain in the rear_down on the ground just once_before the beating commenced.

"You... Will... Die... For... That..." Adam_gargled as he_went down a bit and_gained_his_composure. He finally came back with a soprano voice, "You_are a_dead man!"

Adam launched_himself into