Glassman

There's a man who loves everyone somewhere deep inside that pea-sized heart of his, but a nationalist lashes out on his exterior. He chastises, he criticizes, and he won't let your race slip past his always watching eyes. Whether you're black, white, pink or maroon, he'll as you to drop what you're doing [..yes, drop it, sonny] and come for questioning. He doesn't care who you are or if you're loyal or if you're honest.

If you told him your name, he'd disregard it in the highest form of his utter most disrespect. Maybe if you can carry an M-16 and take out seven men on your own, he might like you with the sliver of kindess that he thinks he has. His conversations go nowhere, and he'll never take you there. He knows what he knows, and it he knows that it is never meant to be. He loves what he does, and that may be the only thing his pea-sized heart desires.

He treats men and women the same, and he will assault you. He'll hit men when he has to, and he'll hit the women just as hard. You should respect him for that. Even though he has this habit of hitting when he's angry, then beating and beating and beating the life out of whoever made that stupid mistake, he's a well-rounded guy. He's a little rough on the edges, like a freshly broken piece of glass, but there's a cushy inside that doesn't know how to come out right. He wants to know you, he wants to trust you, but he's so corrupt that he has a problem doing those things. Help him help you and you should help him too, become the man who loves everyone deep down in that pea-sized heart of his.

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