- You're a fighter. - How you know that ?
- l can tell. - Yeah, l was.
'Til l got my retina detached two times.
- What'd you fight, about middleweight ? - Nah, light.
Super middleweight, once my body developed.
- What you go about, what, a bantam ? - Flyweight.
[ Laughs ] Nigger, what ? You know your divisions, huh ?
Do you like the fights ? You like the rough stuff ?
Yeah, l bet you do.
You like to get down and tussle a little bit ?
Like me and Tuffy, before she got run over.
We used to get down on the floor and tussle all the time.
l'd say to her, ''You a good bitch, Tuffy. Here's a treat for ya.''
And l give Tuffy what all good bitches Iove best, and you know what that is ?
Know what that is ? A bone.
l'll give you a good bone too, girl.
- You're not my type. - [ Laughs ]
No, that shit don't mean nothin' to me.
- l let the monster out, you gonna do what it wants. - l gotta go, Kenneth.
- Maybe we'll see each other again. - No, no, we gonna tussle first.
Awww ! [ Grunts ]
Damn it ! What the fuck was that ?
You wanted to tussle. We tussled.