ng look. "Go ahead, old man, keep talking." "This fine young man's an excellent example, a fine specimen of exactly why humanity is in the state it's in. Pure, unadulterated hatred. And towards who? Me? He doesn't even know me! He doesn't know one thing about me! And he wants to kill me? Why?""Because you're a worthless piece of crap and the world's better off without you, that's why!" shot Net. And though not wanting to show it, Net began to take interest, in a demented sort of way, in what the old man was saying, even though he still wanted to beat the heck out of him. "There, you see, a fine example indeed. What did I ever do to you, huh? Before today, you didn't even know I existed, and now you want to kill me? Does that make any sense?" "Makes perfect sense to me. You just don't go around dissing fellas in front of their homies, old man, understand?" said Net, explaining his rudimentary principle of respect. Johnny, who had been standing there admiring his new ring, was starting to get bored. "Yo, bros, let's get the heck outta here. We've wasted enuf time on this old *censored*. He ain't got nothin' more anyway. Just some ol' broken down piece of crap, s'all he is." "You go head on, Johnny, we'll catch up to you later." said Rick. "Now that's what I'm talking about. Forget this stuff! I got me a new FOURTEEN carat diamond ring, shoot! This sucker s'got to be worth some money. Check you bros out later, man. And don't let that sucker mess with you's head's, man. He's all talk and no action. Plenty of suckers like him around, don't you know?!" said Johnny, as he strutted down the street, flashing his new ring to anybody and everybody who cared to look his way. "Your friend has a thing for jewelry," smirked the man. "Whatever makes him happy, I guess.""Hey, old dude, your time has just about run out. Now, you got something else for us, or we gonna do a last rites on your ass!""If you wish, if you feel the time is right, go ahead and f...
