Bonus Crap: T pities the fool who tries to touch you there!

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Tackle, Block, Stop

Author: Charlotte Graeber and Joe Boddy
Publisher: Thomas Nelson Publishers
Date: 1985

Discovered at: Actually, this was a Christmas gift a decade ago

The Cover Promises: Get him off balance, and even little white boys can take T down.

Representative Quote:
“Mr. T scowled down at me. ‘It don’t matter who he is,’ he said. ‘When it feels wrong, it ain’t right! Don’t let nobody mess with your body.'” (page 17)

While best know for his punchy/shouty roles as the trash-talking Clubber Lang or the air-travel averse B.A., Baracus,  Mr. T had by 1985 begun to demonstrate a public-spiritedness at odds with his action-hero brethren. Unlike your Bronsons and Schwarzeneggers, Mr. T let Nancy Reagan wriggle bonily in his lap. He rapped with the kids about treating your mother right and how to practice the pants-be-damned art of “recouping.”