When I was a kid, I got "captured" by the opposing gang. In my days, the gangs were just roving bands of kids occasionally getting into fist fights.

They all gathered around in a circle and one of the girls kicked me repeatedly in my nut container while others held me down.

I would have liked a gun for several days afterward. Overall, I let it go, because I considered myself a casualty of war. Once a lover of hyperbole, always a lover of hyperbole.

I love the AI thing at the end! Can AI do hyperbole like I can? I think not!!!