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It's truly american "Dominated, short pants!" "How's that domination feel, city boy?" "You kids today don't know how to dominate." "Less talk, more fight." "You cannot run from me, my gun is faster." "You run fast, my bullets run faster." "Never bring a bat to a battlefield, war is not a game."

A little girl and boy are fighting about the differences between the ***es, and which one is better. Finally, the boy drops his pants and says, "Here's something I have that you'll never have!" The little girl is pretty upset by this, since it is clearly true, and runs home crying. A while later, she comes running back with a smile on her face. She drops her pants and says, "My mommy says that with one of these, I can have as many of those as I want!

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The Little Boy and the Old Man Said the little boy, "Sometimes I drop my spoon." Said the old man, "I do that too." The little boy whispered, "I wet my pants." I do that too," laughed the little old man. Said the little boy, "I often cry." The old man nodded, "So do I." But worst of all," said the boy, "it seems Grown-ups don't pay attention to me." And he felt the warmth of a wrinkled old hand. I know what you mean," said the little old man. Shel Silverstein

Their once was an alchemy master who was betrayed. He got knocked slapped so hard his soul ended up in the body of a silk pants daddies boy. Watch as he panda slaps his junior, is surrounded by cliches, and wields plot armor like no ones business.