*Steps in the gym*
*Pops holding boxing gloves*
Pops: " I told you I was going to bring the gloves! Now lace em up and let's get it poppin young blood"
Me: "Pops you taking this too seriously. I don;t want to fight you"
Pops: "I don't give a shyt. You are the one that talked all that shyt, solace em up, young blood"
Me: "Pops come on now... "
Pops: " Lace em up. I don;t want to hear dat"
Pops: "I told you to never back down from no man ever since you were a child. You a grown man now, not a bytch.
Now shut up and lace em up"
For an old man, he sure has that old man negro strength.
He almost gave me a black eye but my right side of my face is a little sore.
