This 5 Year Old Boy Offered Bikers His Lunch Money to Beat Up His Cancer

go behind him and hit him with a brick.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Pastor Pete, you pray.”

“Already on it, son.”

Then we’d leave the room for an hour. Just walk down to the cafeteria and drink bad coffee. And when we came back, we’d give our reports.

“We got him good this morning, General. I gave him a left hook to the jaw. He was crying when I left.”

“Did you punch continue reading …