my coaches forbid me from having sex before my fight. they said i need to “build my batch.” What’s a batch?
Put quite simply, pent up ejaculate: my octane, if you will. Enough to sink a battleship. My friends know the power of my will, but they also know the power of my willy, so they supported me and kicked all the witches out.
My legs are strong and my balls is heavy. im ready for war this Saturday.