Aww man... **** in my gym be getting ridiculous.
I comes in and everyone is like looking at my clothes and **** cos i look THE ****ing bomb as usual except for this one ****ing bum whose giving me a serious stare down.
Now i'm a easy to get along with guy, i mean - when your built like a mother ****ing tank - you oughta be...or some SUCKA's gonna get put in a box, know what i mean? So at first i just ignore the guy - i reckon he was just intimidated by the 16 push ups i did!! - did i say 7 of them were on MY KNUCKLES!! But thats the way i ****ing roll - just ask Tyrone Brosnan who i sparred with last week... if you can find the graveyard where they buried him. LOLZ.
So i walk over all casual and give him a hello, - "HEY NEW GUY, WHAT YOU STARING AT, YOU WANNA **** ME?!" and he's like "what?" and i'm like "DID I STUTTER MOTHER ****ER?! - **** SQUABBLES IS UP IN THIS *****!". So anyway..he stops staring and i say something like "GLAD WE GOT AN UNDERSTANDING, COS YOU WERE NEARLY ONE PUNCH AWAY FROM HEAVEN AND SO WAS YOUR MOMMA - PUNK!".
So i walk off and as i do, suddenly i get a punch to the back of my head and my designer glasses which look ****ING AWESOME fall off, and i'm ****ing blind. It was a crazy ass street fight move - but luckilly - i'm a crazy ass street fighter!
Turn around and K-O the mother ****er with a single jab. He's on the floor shaking like a ****ting dog and has literally pissed his pants. But i'm totally not bothered, cos he broke my glasses, and my spectacles are awesome - so you shouldn't mess.
To cut a long story short, i just walked out the gym and went and got a taco cos i was majorly pissed off about my broken glasses. Another day off the training. But atleast i scored my daily knockout. Know what i mean? You shouldn't mess with a Super Heavy weight when that bad boy is pissed...and you know what? I'm always pissed.
Punk bitches! Y'all just mother ****ing haters!
I comes in and everyone is like looking at my clothes and **** cos i look THE ****ing bomb as usual except for this one ****ing bum whose giving me a serious stare down.
Now i'm a easy to get along with guy, i mean - when your built like a mother ****ing tank - you oughta be...or some SUCKA's gonna get put in a box, know what i mean? So at first i just ignore the guy - i reckon he was just intimidated by the 16 push ups i did!! - did i say 7 of them were on MY KNUCKLES!! But thats the way i ****ing roll - just ask Tyrone Brosnan who i sparred with last week... if you can find the graveyard where they buried him. LOLZ.
So i walk over all casual and give him a hello, - "HEY NEW GUY, WHAT YOU STARING AT, YOU WANNA **** ME?!" and he's like "what?" and i'm like "DID I STUTTER MOTHER ****ER?! - **** SQUABBLES IS UP IN THIS *****!". So anyway..he stops staring and i say something like "GLAD WE GOT AN UNDERSTANDING, COS YOU WERE NEARLY ONE PUNCH AWAY FROM HEAVEN AND SO WAS YOUR MOMMA - PUNK!".
So i walk off and as i do, suddenly i get a punch to the back of my head and my designer glasses which look ****ING AWESOME fall off, and i'm ****ing blind. It was a crazy ass street fight move - but luckilly - i'm a crazy ass street fighter!
Turn around and K-O the mother ****er with a single jab. He's on the floor shaking like a ****ting dog and has literally pissed his pants. But i'm totally not bothered, cos he broke my glasses, and my spectacles are awesome - so you shouldn't mess.
To cut a long story short, i just walked out the gym and went and got a taco cos i was majorly pissed off about my broken glasses. Another day off the training. But atleast i scored my daily knockout. Know what i mean? You shouldn't mess with a Super Heavy weight when that bad boy is pissed...and you know what? I'm always pissed.
Punk bitches! Y'all just mother ****ing haters!
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