Will Spence vs Crawford be similar to Lara vs Hurd

[Beercules]

Marines are awesome. Pretty badass folks. I was in the Chair Force. Lol

Chair Force you guys are useful.


Thanka for your service troop

[Zaroku]

Marines are awesome. Pretty badass folks. I was in the Chair Force. Lol

Respect brother. Your service is what makes america great !

if you look into my photos my nephew Michael a marine was kinda a challenge to raise

Now, he’s ****ting Tiffany’ cuff links
they broke his idiotic behavior and now he’s a cop in Vegas

he grew up in a bad area adopted bad habits


@beerclues is a combat marine!

[Ganondorf]

Chair Force you guys are useful.


Thanka for your service troop

Thank you as well!

[Ganondorf]

Respect brother. Your service is what makes america great !

if you look into my photos my nephew Michael a marine was kinda a challenge to raise

Now, he’s ****ting Tiffany’ cuff links
they broke his idiotic behavior and now he’s a cop in Vegas

he grew up in a bad area adopted bad habits


@beerclues is a combat marine!

I appreciate Michael’s service!

[Zaroku]

No they are not…

Your sig photo
I never had nothing like that

Dayyuuum

my heart started pumping and wood became hard

I see chicks in japan
fine females

all I can say is fear no rejection
go for it, rejection will be met by you with more determination
I saw my wife and dudes were spitting weak game
I walked up to her and made her my wife.
She was shocked by my actions
we have been married since 2006

no chutohampa (half stepping)

all in
para ti

If you can keep your head when all about you

Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,

If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,

But make allowance for their doubting too;

If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,

Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,

Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,

And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:


If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;

If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;

If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster

And treat those two impostors just the same;

If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken

Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,

Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,

And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:


If you can make one heap of all your winnings

And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,

And lose, and start again at your beginnings

And never breathe a word about your loss;

If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew

To serve your turn long after they are gone,

And so hold on when there is nothing in you

Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’


If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,

Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,

If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,

If all men count with you, but none too much;

If you can fill the unforgiving minute

With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,

Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,

And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!

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