You're soft, God, you should see me. I'm like little miss angel to everyone who knows me. The big thing here is Monster arm wrestling. Where all the tough guys go to the bar and they arm wrestle for rank. If you are the bad ass, no one will mess with you. Well, my old man made the mistake of arm wrestling, and I went with him. Anyways, the tough guy in town threw me in his car with like 5 other guys and sped off. He told me that maybe now my old man would think about taking away his title. He drove down to the river, threw me outta the car and beat the crap outta me. While I was lying on the ground, he started to get on top of me and unzip his pants. I kicked his balls. I ran into the woods and passed out. My husband at this point was looking for me, they found him first and beat the crap outta him. The next morning I hitchiked back to town, and called the police. The police said they'd help me until they realized who did it, then they wouldn't help. Everyday the guys who did this to me drive by here and yell, RAPE!, and I'm gonna get you! from their car. I'm a beautiful girl, and sometimes I think they're jealous of my old man. Police? Fuck tha police. They wouldn't help me b/c they're scared. Shit, I'm scared to even go to the gas station.