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“Not to so tough now, are you?” one of Eddie’s XXXXs barked at him.
“Fuck you man! I got nothing to say to you.”, Eddie replied.
Eddie twisted in the ropes that bound his hands behind his back. He had known this day would come. He had been talking smack about the East Jersey Boys . So sure enough one day when he had let his guard down, a white van had pulled up behind him and five burly guys had pulled him in. Eddie had fought like a crazy man but five on one was not good odds. They then drove him to some house he had never seen before where he now sat, tied up.
“If you got nothing to say then I guess you don’t need to be able to talk!”, what appeared to be the leader said. A filthy ripped up t-shirt was shoved into Eddie's mouth and tight behind his head. Eddie grunted in helpless anger as his captors took turns slapping him around.

Eddie considered his chances. His legs were still free. If these guys would just turn their backs. Normally he would say his chances were good of that from what he knew of the East Jersey Boys. Though it was weird. Eddie had thought he knew all of those losers and yet not one of these guys who had grabbed him looked familiar. And since when did the Jersey guys wear letterman jackets? They almost looked more like college jocks.
“We’re going o make you pay for what you did. Tie his feet so he can’t run away.”
Eddie’s feet were tied up and he was shoved back onto the bed. Eddie grunted in frustration as he tried to wiggle free. He wished he hadn’t been gagged so he could really tell these MoFos off. But all of his cursing came out as unintelligible “mmphs”.

“This is what you did to my sister, you asshole!”, the leader screamed as he sucker punched eddie in the gut. Half dazed from the pain, Eddie almost didn’t catch what was said. This guy’s sister? Eddie hadn’t done anything to anybody’s sister. At least nothing the sister hadn’t liked. What did this guy’s sister have to do with Eddie dissing the East Jersey guys?
But Eddie didn't’ have a chance to ponder this as all five guys each took turns punching Eddie in the gut or slapping his ass. They taunted and beat on him like a rented mule.
Shit, these aren't’ the East Jersey Boys. Who the fuck were these guys? Eddie thought.

The men seemed to tire of their sport and hog tied Eddie. They then pulled out what looked like a branding iron! Oh shit, what were they going to do?
“I ‘m glad I could borrow this from the frat house. Normally we use this on especially stupid pledges but I figure you deserve a little pain. Pull his pants down.”, the leader ordered as he got the iron nice and hot.
Eddie screamed and bucked, trying desperately to get away but it was hopeless. They were going to sear his bare ass. despite himself, Eddie’s eye’s welled up with tears from the pain that was about to come.
“What are you all doing”, a woman’s voice asked. An attractive co-ed stood on the stairs, eyes wide.
“We caught the scum that got you XXXX up. And now we’re going to brand him.” the leader explained. This woman was obviously the leader’s sister.
“That’s not Todd, you idiot. Todd doesn’t even look anything like this guy.”
“You are shitting me! This must be the guy!”
 “Why?”, the sister retorted, “Because otherwise you and your meat head butt buddies just XXXX some total stranger off the street for no reason? Did you even check his id to make sure or just ask him his name? But hey if you want to brand his ass, be my guest. Shame though. It looks like a nice one.”
God damn it. Ok we’ll leave this guy here for now till we think of a place to dump him.”
The men now all looked all chagrinned and started ot file out of the basement. The leader paused to looked down at Eddie. “Sorry for the mix up. We just need ot keep you on ice until we figure out where to put you” and with that he left Eddie alone.
Eddie didn't’ know to be relieved or worried. especially since he knew even when he did get out of this mess, he still had an ass beating waiting for him from the real East Jersey Boys.