The little man floors the big guns. He does not employ heavy weapons either. He kills ’em softly.
Watching him at work, you are reminded of the Muhammed Ali song, “He floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee.”
The little man floors the big guns. He does not employ heavy weapons either. He kills ’em softly.
Watching him at work, you are reminded of the Muhammed Ali song, “He floats like a butterfly and stings like a bee.”