"So who do you have there, Assman?" Butt Boy chuckled.
"Oh just a kid who thought he could make fun of me," Assman grinned. "Right, boy? No more graffiti from you!" His gut rumbled again, and he could feel the kid quaking with fear...
"No, please, no..." the kids gasped. Assman leaned against him a big, grinding him into the wall with his massive butt. The kid gasped and dropped his paint markers, which Butt Boy grabbed.
"Oh, Marksalot, very nice. Well, these won't be marking anything more!" remarks Butt Boy, dropping them on the ground and stepping on them. They crack and pop nicely as he crushes them thoroughly.
"Thanks, Butt Boy. OK, graffiti-boy, go! I never want to catch you with a marker again!"
The two wide superherores watch as the kid scurries away. They are turning to leave the alley when...
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