Too much pepper?

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Tiny feet, shitty taste in whiskey and a CD-player in 2013. Oh wow.


Oh I'm sorry. You're going to have to speak up. I've got Rod Stewart's "Rhythm of my Heart" blaring in the background.
 
Oh I'm sorry. You're going to have to speak up. I've got Rod Stewart's "Rhythm of my Heart" blaring in the background.

I love a troll toying with people, he is like a bullfighter waving a red carpet in from of posters.

This thread made my day.
 
Epic story of courage under fire, drama, and massive trollolool
 
I like effort TS. You came close to being entertaining. I thought it had promise.

I feel like your premise was good, but you took it far. Rode the horse after she died... Long after.

Do another sometime.
 
Figured out who TS is...

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Pfffft. Only 24oz gloves? We use 40's at my gym, newb. Maybe with a bit more practice you'll be able to put your big-boy gloves on and try to hang.

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After this thread I'm considering giving up grappling all together and only practising the jab and being reeeeeaaal light on my feet.

I want to pepper pesky grapplers like the great MC did before us.
 
Ahh..Scoresby Scotch and the 50 disc changer. You just killed me with that.
 
Good laugh I needed that,

Kinda embarrassed by all the grapplers who are actually offended LoL.
 
You gotta add some salt to those peppered wounds every on a in awhile! Boom goes the right hand of salt!


Anyways, any reference to that scene in A Bronx Tale deserves an atta boy.
 
MC Paul... I genuinely enjoyed reading of your prowess. Your descriptions of dismantling grapplers with the pepper shaker was damn near pornographic. Thanks for sharing!
 
So I'm at the gym the other night flickin' my jab away at the heavy bag (pop, pop, pop). Lightning fast... pop, pop, POP! I'm getting into a groove so I start doin my Ali shuffle as I'm dusting the heavy bag with this jab. I get alittle freaked out that the S-hook this bag is dangling from is going to snap.

As you can imagine all of these grapplers in the gym are getting pissed and intimidated... I'm talking wrestlers, bjjers, and an assortment of others (sambo?? probably).

One guy (probably a wrestler) says "go easy on that bag".
I look at him and just say "Why don't you make me... all of you".
As you can imagine they all are dumbfounded and a bit terrified.

So I'm all spent with handing out these "hi ya's" and "how ya doin's". I point to where the grappling mats and boxing rings are and say "let's just settle this like men"...
as I'm walking to a grappling mat one of the bjjers says "but the boxing ring is over there" (pointing to a boxing ring) and I just say, "I know. We're settling this in your world".

You could have heard a pin drop. It's like that scene from A Bronx Tale where the italian locks the door of the bar trapping the bikers inside with all of the mafia guys.

Just like this:

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I'm standing in the center of the mat and start lacing up my 24oz gloves. One of these grapplers says "but with gloves on how are you going to get back up? you won't be able to grab??"....
I don't even look up, still focusing on my gloves.... I just say,
"You just worry about getting me down."

a general unease spreads among the grapplers. That and complete terror.


Let's just cut to the good part.

I have a bjjer, freestyle wrestler, and some judo clown slowly advancing towards me (and I mean slllllloooooooooooowwwwwlllllllllllyyyyyyyyyy.... the kind of slow advancing you'd do on a gorilla that's more than likely going to rip you apart)....the sambo guy must have had a moment of clarity. Last I saw he was hightailing it towards the door yelling something inaudible. I think it was something about how he was experiencing great terror and dread.

I start bouncing around, real light on my feet. Switching south paw/orthodox.... back and forth.... paw'ing at the air with my jab.

Wrestler is the first guy to taste his.... I start laying on really thick with the pepper. I'm just peppering this guy with the jab. pop, pop, pop. He just can't get his bearings about him. Any time he tries to shoot... pop pop pop....
he gives up and mutters some defeated comment like, "I never had to deal with a jab before in wrestling." I sagely respond, "I knew that all along". Peppered to death, as I say.

Bjj guy is a bit more hesitant.... but it plays out all the same.
After a very quick dusting with the jab he just drops to his back.
Remember when Royler fought Sakuraba. Royler drops to his back and the camera just shows this look of terror and dread and confusion on his face? And complete bewilderment and shock and terror? Exactly like that.... but like 10 times more terror and dread and confusion. And complete bewilderment and shock and terror.

I turn around to face the judo guy but he's nowhere to be seen.
The only sign that he was there is this empty judo gi laying lifeless on the floor.
I'm telling you, right out of the movie "Night of the Comet" where all of those people were just vaporized and only their clothes were left behind.

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yeah, just like that.

For a moment I was real confused.... With all of the jabs I was dustin these guys with might I have gone overboard on the judo guy and completely vaporized him???

Then I was brought back to my senses when a custodian yells out, "He just sprinted for the door yelling something about being done with judo and how he was flooded with complete terror and dread"....

I look down at my fist nestled nicely in the 24oz Everlast and said, "oh look... you did it again."

Anyway. Thought I'd share this.

Bravo MC, this forum can't deal with the realness of your post.
 
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