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Reminds me about a fight I got into a few years ago.
A bunch of drunken jackasses were acting like fools. The biggest toolbag just couldn't shut his fucking mouth.
Long story short he ended up grabbing me and I launched a beautiful shoulder throw on this guy. Gravity was on my side because when we landed I heard his right shoulder go CRUNCH. He didn't let go of my jacket and it ripped.
Anyways, all his friends were punk asses. They got up and grabbed a taxi. Dude was definately fucked up.
I wouldn't be surprised if he was still trying to find the right doctor to put his shoulder back together or crying about it on some forum.
A bunch of drunken jackasses were acting like fools. The biggest toolbag just couldn't shut his fucking mouth.
Long story short he ended up grabbing me and I launched a beautiful shoulder throw on this guy. Gravity was on my side because when we landed I heard his right shoulder go CRUNCH. He didn't let go of my jacket and it ripped.
Anyways, all his friends were punk asses. They got up and grabbed a taxi. Dude was definately fucked up.
I wouldn't be surprised if he was still trying to find the right doctor to put his shoulder back together or crying about it on some forum.
