Cinema: Jelloweight

Kid Galahad. Wham! Whomp! Thunk! Glunk! The Kid in the white satin trunks with the shamrock-green piping is down. The ringside crowd is up and roaring. "Sev-hin, A-yut, Nigh-yen"—the Kid's up again. He's bleeding at the mouth. How much more of this grueling punishment can the Kid take? Well, say another 15 or 20 solid punches right in the kisser. But don't sell the Kid short. He has a heart of gold and a head of lead. When his eyes begin to look like two fried eggs, he'll land a right...

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