[It's kind of funny, the way my pasts prepare me for my present. Some would probably consider this moment pretty dark--how many times have I stood over Dave, or at least in front of him, watching him check out of reality and check back in at Function Junction, armed and ready for whatever it was life (or in other words, I) was going to throw at him?
And I catch this kid's fist in my hand effortlessly.]
cw same but specifically cw Bro Strider
And I catch this kid's fist in my hand effortlessly.]