however many rounds there were , it would have to be enough . `` pieces of ass are n't so concerned with my iron count . '' did he mean the powerful one ? `` or how about the time you tried to burn you report card and ended up setting the kitchen on fire ? she shrieked , holding on for dear life as they rounded a corner . his hand clutched the red pouches by the leather strip that connected them . he remarked as he looked round him . 