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  • #41
    Haha, there are a lot of Terdsacks in the boxing world...but I sure you are referring to a single person. Tell me who it is and I can start a thread on it. Haha.

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    • #42
      This bum fighting Marquez on Saturday. His first name is Terdsack

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      • #43
        Originally posted by Souza2012
        Who cares?

        Jore Barrios isnt really a hiena.

        Vitali Klitchko isnt really a Dr.

        Zahir Raheem isnt really a king

        Juan Diaz isnt really a baby bull

        Ricardo Mayora isnt really a matador

        Martin Castillo isnt really a rooster

        So Ajamu calls himself the prince....who cares?


        i guess the same goes for

        Bernard really isnt an executioner

        Manny Pac is certainly not a Destroyer

        Where was Arturos "Thunder" in the Baldo fight ?

        Fernando is not so Ferocious anymore

        I cant believe Shane calls himself "Sugar" ?

        Darinchiyan stole Lamottas "nickname" Raging Bull

        Mayweather wont be so pretty after Margarito beats on him...

        Who am i leaving out ?

        oh yah...Zab is faaaar from SUPER ! lol

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        • #44
          Originally posted by Njord777
          I feel like such an ******* now. Not because you said I ruined your thread, but because I made that up...like...I thought this was a joke thread and I was just bull****ting...and someone gave me good karma for it. I feel like a loser now. I love earning Karma...but not on false pretense. I didn't know it wouldn't be taking serious.

          The only thing true about that post is that Badi is from New Jersey...ha..sorry.
          I confess that I was the one who gave you Ks. I should feel such an ass for falling for such a prank, but I don't. In a way, I enjoyed the joke though it turned out to be one on me.

          Good one! Now that I know a little bit more about you, I hope I won't fall for your next one!

          No regrets about giving you the K's.

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          • #45
            Originally posted by grayfist
            I confess that I was the one who gave you Ks. I should feel such an ass for falling for such a prank, but I don't. In a way, I enjoyed the joke though it turned out to be one on me.

            Good one! Now that I know a little bit more about you, I hope I won't fall for your next one!

            No regrets about giving you the K's.

            Ha, thank you! I don't always bull****...so don't come to expect it of me neccesarily, but if I am I will more than willingly admit it. Thanks for the K- I never meant to try and trick you!

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            • #46
              My daddy left home when I was three
              And he didn't leave much to Ma and me
              Just this old guitar and an empty bottle of booze.
              Now, I don't blame him cause he run and hid
              But the meanest thing that he ever did
              Was before he left, he went and named me Terdsak.'


              Well, he must o' thought that is was quite a joke
              And it got a lot of laughs from a' lots of folk,
              It seems I had to fight my whole life through.
              Some gal would giggle and I'd get red
              And some guy'd laugh and I'd bust his head,
              I tell ya, life ain't easy for a boy named Terdsak.'

              Well, I grew up quick and I grew up mean,
              My fist got hard and my wits got keen,
              I'd roam from town to town to hide my shame.
              But I made me a vow to the moon and stars
              That I'd search the honky-tonks and bars
              And kill that man that give me that awful name.

              Well, it was Gatlinburg in mid-July
              And I just hit town and my throat was dry,
              I thought I'd stop and have myself a brew.
              At an old saloon on a street of mud,
              There at a table, dealing stud,
              Sat the dirty, mangy dog that named me Terdsak.'

              Well, I knew that snake was my own sweet dad
              From a worn-out picture that my mother'd had,
              And I knew that scar on his cheek and his evil eye.
              He was big and bent and gray and old,
              And I looked at him and my blood ran cold
              And I said: "My name is Terdsak!' how do you do! Now you gonna die!"

              Well, I hit him hard right between the eyes
              And he went down but, to my surprise,
              He come up with a knife and cut off a piece of my ear.
              But I busted a chair right across his teeth
              And we crashed through the wall and into the street
              Kicking and a' gouging in the mud and the blood and the beer.

              I tell ya, I've fought tougher men
              But I really can't remember when,
              He kicked like a mule and he bit like a crocodile.
              I heard him laugh and then I heard him cuss,
              He went for his gun and I pulled mine first,
              He stood there lookin' at me and I saw him smile.

              And he said: "Son, this world is rough
              And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough
              And I know I wouldn't be there to help ya along.
              So I give ya that name and I said good-bye
              I knew you'd have to get tough or die
              And it's that name that helped to make you strong."

              He said: 'Now you just fought one hell of a fight
              And I know you hate me, and you got the right
              To kill me now, and I wouldn't blame you if you do.
              But ya ought to thank me, before I die,
              For the gravel in ya guts and the spit in ya eye
              Cause I'm the son-of-a-***** that named you Terdsak'.'

              I got all choked up and I threw down my gun
              And I called him my pa, and he called me his son,
              And I come away with a different point of view.
              And I think about him, now and then,
              Every time I try and every time I win,
              And if I ever have a son, I think I'm gonna name him
              Bill or George! Anything but Terdsak! I still hate that name!

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              • #47
                In relation to Terdsak, check my Terdsak thread here:

                http://www.boxingscene.com/forums/sh...ad.php?t=83941

                Shameless plug.

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                • #48
                  oh boy. diego's gone on one more of his cry baby diatribes.

                  everybody leave him alone and let him sob it out... if he ever stops... which he has yet to do.

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                  • #49
                    That's another good one Njord.

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