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So, i went out last night to the club to get my dance on.
So there I am, i'd had a couple of glasses of whiskey and i'm moving on the dancefloor and everyone be looking at me and thinking i'm a tv star or something cos of the bling i've got on. My moves were looking pretty tight cos i got good rhythm and everything.
So anyway, as normal - all these ladies are dancing around me trying to grab my ass and stuff, so i'm enjoying it cos unlike you guys, i'm not a **** f.ag. So i've got a couple of bitches at the back of me trying to get freaky wit me and they're like "i model for Cosmo" magazine and stuff - and i'm like "i don't read that kind of bull**** - i only read Ring magazine cos' i'm like a top boxer and i knocked out Tyrone Brunson in training last week". So anyway, things are going well and i'm about to leave with these ladies and suddenly these thugs start some **** with me.
So i'm like "seriously man ... get out of my face, you don't know who you be ****ing wit". So anyway - one points to his belt and he's got a ****ing magnum. But that don't **** me up none, cos i mean - i've grown up around that **** all the time. So i pull this real mean face cos i'm pissed and be like "i hope you don't mind me not being scared mother ****er - but this ain't the first time i've been threatened with a gun". And he gets this slight look of self doubt on his face, cos he knows i'm unbreakable. Know what i'm sayin. So he pulls it out. Quick as a flash i slip out shot and i've grabbed the gun outta his hand like some kind of jackie chan ****.
So now i've got this gun, so i say "i don't need guns...when i've already got two of the most dangerous weapons in America today". Then i unleash them. My right and left. So i beat this ***** up and down the club man. Bouncers be like running upto me and they just get knocked down by me, cos i'm like a freight train when i get busy.
Once i finished, these bitches be like "your an animal!" and i'm like "i gotta do what i gotta do baby - come on, lets go back to mine and i'll show you how much of an animal i am".
So we go back to mine and you know the rest.
Wake up this morning. Got a bust up hand and two bitches in the bed.
I paid for there taxi this morning and got myself a taco to celebrate a job well done. Just another crazy weekend for the Squabbles man.
Anyone else ever had to use there boxing skills to get themselves outta a difficult situation with some punks when out on the streets?
So there I am, i'd had a couple of glasses of whiskey and i'm moving on the dancefloor and everyone be looking at me and thinking i'm a tv star or something cos of the bling i've got on. My moves were looking pretty tight cos i got good rhythm and everything.
So anyway, as normal - all these ladies are dancing around me trying to grab my ass and stuff, so i'm enjoying it cos unlike you guys, i'm not a **** f.ag. So i've got a couple of bitches at the back of me trying to get freaky wit me and they're like "i model for Cosmo" magazine and stuff - and i'm like "i don't read that kind of bull**** - i only read Ring magazine cos' i'm like a top boxer and i knocked out Tyrone Brunson in training last week". So anyway, things are going well and i'm about to leave with these ladies and suddenly these thugs start some **** with me.
So i'm like "seriously man ... get out of my face, you don't know who you be ****ing wit". So anyway - one points to his belt and he's got a ****ing magnum. But that don't **** me up none, cos i mean - i've grown up around that **** all the time. So i pull this real mean face cos i'm pissed and be like "i hope you don't mind me not being scared mother ****er - but this ain't the first time i've been threatened with a gun". And he gets this slight look of self doubt on his face, cos he knows i'm unbreakable. Know what i'm sayin. So he pulls it out. Quick as a flash i slip out shot and i've grabbed the gun outta his hand like some kind of jackie chan ****.
So now i've got this gun, so i say "i don't need guns...when i've already got two of the most dangerous weapons in America today". Then i unleash them. My right and left. So i beat this ***** up and down the club man. Bouncers be like running upto me and they just get knocked down by me, cos i'm like a freight train when i get busy.
Once i finished, these bitches be like "your an animal!" and i'm like "i gotta do what i gotta do baby - come on, lets go back to mine and i'll show you how much of an animal i am".
So we go back to mine and you know the rest.
Wake up this morning. Got a bust up hand and two bitches in the bed.
I paid for there taxi this morning and got myself a taco to celebrate a job well done. Just another crazy weekend for the Squabbles man.
Anyone else ever had to use there boxing skills to get themselves outta a difficult situation with some punks when out on the streets?
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