"You wanna laugh?! You wanna laugh at my expense? You think it's funny?! Huh?! You little bitch! You found it funny when your son was crying, when you were beat him!". Steve yelled in Randy's face.
"No I didn't!". Randy exclaimed.
"Yes you did! Stop fucking lying!". Steve shouted.
"I'm not fucking lying!". Randy shouted back.
"You're a monster!".
"I am not a monster!".
"What do you call someone that abuses little kids?! I'd call em a monster!".
"You abused the most defenseless people in the world...your children!". Steve spat.
"No!".
"You-"
"No!".
"You-"
"No!".
"Shut up! Shut up! You're SO fucking delusional! You said, you wouldn't be the type of father to harm your kids, and yet here you are! I'm glad my father raised me to not be a piece of shit like YOU!".
"And who in the hell are you to judge me?!".
"THIS IS MY SHOW, THEREFORE, I'M THE GOTDAMN JUDGE!".
Randy shoved him.
Steve pushed him back.
Before Randy could do anything else, security stood in front of Randy. "COME ON, STEVE! FIGHT ME! Come on, you bold headed bitch!". Randy yelled.
"I'm right here! I'm not going anywhere! what are you gonna do?! let him go!".
Security let Randy go.
"I'm right here, Randall. If you're half the man I am, try to hit me!".
Randy just glared at Steve.
"What's the matter? The cat got your tongue?! Or are you scared that you'll get your ass kicked?!".
"YOU AIN'T DOING NOTHING! I AIN'T SCARED OF YOU".
"AND I'M NOT STOPPING YOU FROM DOING ANYTHING! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO? I HAVE NO REASON TO BE AFRAID OF YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE A LITTLE BITCH, WHO KNOWS YOU CAN'T BULLY ME ON MY STAGE!".