We were deep cleaning the house the other day and my wife shoved a box in to my chest and said "You need to do something with these."
There was a slight golden glow eminating from within the box, which contained all my Pride DVDs [I owned the first 20].
"Do something? You mean like...display them?"
"No. Like sell them or throw them away!"
"THROW THEM AWAY?!!" I barely prevented myself from back handing her by reminding myself that I don't believe in domestic violence. But she was talking about Igor Vovchanchyn KOing Francisco Bueno, and Sakuraba v Carlos Newton in the finest MMA grappling match of all time, and Heath Herring's awesome comeback against Tom Erickson, and a pudgy little Russian that no one knew named Fedor beating the ever living shit out of Herring etc etc etc.
Wives....sigh.
Well she gave me the "I'm serious" eyes, so I brought them down to the used book/cd/DVD store and I sold them. I sat in the car for a bit. I considered the possibility of just driving and starting a life somewhere new with my DVDs, but it was time. I sold them.
The hipster at the counter kept calling them UFC DVDs. Again a backhand nearly flung out before I used near Jedi force to prevent it. He ended up buying only 19 of them. For some reason he didn't want Pride 8...so I still have that Bueno knockout.
I sold 19 priceless DVDs...not for a $1000, not for $100, not even for $50. I sold them for $17. That comes out to about $0.89 per DVD. I went home practically castrated. Pride is dead.
There was a slight golden glow eminating from within the box, which contained all my Pride DVDs [I owned the first 20].
"Do something? You mean like...display them?"
"No. Like sell them or throw them away!"
"THROW THEM AWAY?!!" I barely prevented myself from back handing her by reminding myself that I don't believe in domestic violence. But she was talking about Igor Vovchanchyn KOing Francisco Bueno, and Sakuraba v Carlos Newton in the finest MMA grappling match of all time, and Heath Herring's awesome comeback against Tom Erickson, and a pudgy little Russian that no one knew named Fedor beating the ever living shit out of Herring etc etc etc.
Wives....sigh.
Well she gave me the "I'm serious" eyes, so I brought them down to the used book/cd/DVD store and I sold them. I sat in the car for a bit. I considered the possibility of just driving and starting a life somewhere new with my DVDs, but it was time. I sold them.
The hipster at the counter kept calling them UFC DVDs. Again a backhand nearly flung out before I used near Jedi force to prevent it. He ended up buying only 19 of them. For some reason he didn't want Pride 8...so I still have that Bueno knockout.
I sold 19 priceless DVDs...not for a $1000, not for $100, not even for $50. I sold them for $17. That comes out to about $0.89 per DVD. I went home practically castrated. Pride is dead.
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