Get Smart And Nothing Can Touch You.

You Take Up For Your Buddies, No Matter What They Do. When You're A Gang, You Stick Up For The Members. If You Don't Stick Up For Them, Stick Together, Make Like Brothers, It Isn't A Gang Anymore. It's A Pack. A Snarling, Distrustful, Bickering Park Like The Socs In Their Social Clubs Or The Street Gangs In New York Or The Wolves In The Timber.

What's The Safest Thing To Be When One Is Met By A Gang Of Social Outcasts In An Alley? ...no, Another Social Outcast!

They Grew Up On The Outside Of Society. They Weren't Looking For A Fight. They Were Looking To Belong.

Mace, You Never Read Smoky The Cowhorse,did You? No. Well,ol' Smoky, He Had Somebad Things Happen To Him,had The Heart Knocked Clean Out Of Him.but He Hung On And Came Out Of It Okay.i've Been Bashed Up Pretty Good,mason, But I'm Going To Make It.

It Seemed Funny That The Sunset She Saw From Her Patio And The One I Saw From The Back Steps Was The Same One. Maybe The Two Worlds We Lived In Weren’t So Different. We Saw The Same Sunset.