Put my cousin in the torture rack when we were younger. Can't remember if I broke his arm or separated his shoulder. His arm was in a sling next time I saw him.
I remember me n my cuzin were freestylin in his backyard. I seen a wood plank bout a inch thick (ecw era ) grabbed it n smashed it over his head hard nuff to break it in half
We looked at it n were like cuz there was a long rusty nail sticking straight out the side I hit him with
remember me an my shcool mate giving my neighbor the dooms day device in my backgarden and he started crying, we thought we'd broke his back, my man bounced immediately
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