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I chuckled. "Is that all you got?" I teased them, "You have got to hit harder than that." I couldn't see their face, they just kicked my side again. They had ambushed me, the legendary street fighter in these parts, as I was going through a shortcut, in an alley. They just knocked me out. Bloop, like that. Like it was easy. They thought I really was out. Stupid idiots.

"Oh, come on. Is that seriously hard enough to even put a bruise in my skin? Seriously, your a wimp." I taunted, my face in the dirt. They had taken me, after tying me up, in the back of a pick up to God knows where. It almost made me laugh. I was hogtied, probably in a field, miles away from any town. I actually did laugh when all three of them started kicking me. "What are you laughin' at, punk?" one of them 'tuff guys' asked.

I laughed even harder, getting out,"I forgot my -hah!- cellphone today! So it'll be -hoo!- pretty dang hard -hahahah!- to get a ride back!" I started laughing even harder after I said it out loud. This was so ridiculous! I didn't have my cellphone on the day I was ambushed! They all started to kick me, I guess out of sheer irritation, and one of them got a good hit in with a softball bat. "Man! He won't stop laughin'! He doesn't seem to feel anything! We should just leave em'!" They're voices got farther away as they ran. I wonder why?

I pulled my hands out of the rope, having left gaps when they had tied me up, and then untied my feet after getting on my back. I looked in either direction. I had been right, I was in a field. I saw a road a few yards away, them idiots speeding down in one direction, before leaving my sight. I got even more exasperated as I predicted it was a rather unused one. I sighed, getting up and dusting myself off.

Better start walking.

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I chuckled. "Is that all you got?" I teased them, "You have got to hit harder than that." I couldn't see their face, they just kicked my side again. They had ambushed me, the legendary street fighter in these parts, as I was going through a shortcut, in an alley. They just knocked me out. Bloop, like that. Like it was easy. They thought I really was out. Stupid idiots.

"Oh, come on. Is that seriously hard enough to even put a bruise in my skin? Seriously, your a wimp." I taunted, my face in the dirt. They had taken me, after tying me up, in the back of a pick up to God knows where. It almost made me laugh. I was hogtied, probably in a field, miles away from any town. I actually did laugh when all three of them started kicking me. "What are you laughin' at, punk?" one of them 'tuff guys' asked.

I laughed even harder, getting out,"I forgot my -hah!- cellphone today! So it'll be -hoo!- pretty dang hard -hahahah!- to get a ride back!" I started laughing even harder after I said it out loud. This was so ridiculous! I didn't have my cellphone on the day I was ambushed! They all started to kick me, I guess out of sheer irritation, and one of them got a good hit in with a softball bat. "Man! He won't stop laughin'! He doesn't seem to feel anything! We should just leave em'!" They're voices got farther away as they ran. I wonder why?

I pulled my hands out of the rope, having left gaps when they had tied me up, and then untied my feet after getting on my back. I looked in either direction. I had been right, I was in a field. I saw a road a few yards away, them idiots speeding down in one direction, before leaving my sight. I got even more exasperated as I predicted it was a rather unused one. I sighed, getting up and dusting myself off.

Better start walking.