Priscilla Abraham

“Priscilla puts on her boxing gloves and enters the ring she gets in her corner and smiles and smirks she rest her arms on the ropes” your my opponent you will regret boxing me “Bell rings she counters your punch and dodged and hit you with body shots and hooks as she smirks” your pathetic and weak little man you can’t touch me I’m the better boxer I know how to counter you “throws jab” your already black and blue