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Went to the chiropractor yesterday and he said I have a "bad curve" in my lower back, he said depending on how fast my body heals, I can rehabilitate it within 24-48 hours. Sweet shit.
At 7:30 went to the Palace for Kronk Boxing Night with Christy. I wasn't expecting to have alot of fun, considering I am nowhere near a boxing fan, but I still like a little bit of violence here and there (Thanks Smash TV and Mortal Kombat). All I have to say about the event was, FAN-Flippin'-TASTIC! It was pretty sweet, I held Christy's hand and she said "Don't let go, I don't wanna lose you", haha, so I said OKAY! then kinda "dragged" her into the upgraded tickets section. The tickets were free and I didn't expect to have much fun so we did not upgrade our vouchers, but I live on the edge so we slid into a row SURROUNDED by some gangsta ass negroe's. I used to be a big wigger back in liiiiiike, 6th grade and I still keep it KINDA gangsta on occasion (unlike Seth Green), so I can fit in easily with my gangsta'ish steeze. I asked this guy next to me with COPIOUS bling on, if "There is anybody sitting here?", he said "Hell naw cuz, thats all you baby". HOW GANGSTA.... Well the first 3 fights were like 10-14 year olds, so before the Pro's came out I proceeded to keep it gangsta, telling my woman of 3+ years, "Go get some Dippin' Dots, beotch". She got 2 $5 big ass cups of meltable frozen orgasm. She got a strawbery-banana-choco-concoction, and she got me COOKIES AND CREAM, my fave, what a good little hussie in my stable. The Pro fights were pretty varied and bad-ass, meaning, that when one OR two black people were fighting it was a KNOCKOUT in less than 30 seconds. So me and the 4 gangsta's in front-and-under me were bitchingly joking about, "getting what we paid for!", the next bout was 2 mexicans, one from Detroit, the other staright outta Mexico City, I knew Mexico was gonna win, but what I didn't expect was for it to last for 6 whole rounds of hugging! Bullshit, we said, then continued to get crunk for the last fight, there was a BIG fucking behemoth guy from Miami, Florida, and the other was a cut, smaller guy, but the entrance for the smaller guy from Detroit was BADASS, everybody was going FUCKING BONKERS, namely my dark-skinned brethren, everywhere. The crowd definitely hyped up that guy and surely brought down the spirit of the big behemoth niggarachi. So the little guy dodges a punches and proceeds do pummel and barrage the other guys FUCKIN' FACE! Knocked the fuck out in like 10 seconds or something. Mad crunkness all around, and time to leave as well.
Well, earlier before the fight on my way home to get ready, good ole GW Bush had M-59 blocked off and havoc was ensuing within a 2 mile radius of the road, fantastic. So I sat on top of my car for an hour till shit cleared up.
That was nice enough for the night, but I guess the traffic god's have it in for me today, so after filing out of the palace parking lot, we proceeded to sit in traffic for another hour, the proverbial cherry on top. I wasn't playing my stereo so I decided to turn it on next to some trucker and traffic flasher-thingy-guy. I just hit pause, turned it down, fowarded to a loud ass bass drop then turned it up, dropped that shit for like 1/2 second, and scared the ever loving shit out of the surrounding commuters. B.A.
Got home, took some Ny-Quil(tm) to try and kill my cold, and ate a grape fruitsicle before bed, hot damn. I got my first boner in a whole week (not kidding) from kissing Christy good night, so surprised as we were of that, her pussy was instantly soaked. B.A.M.F! We fucked for like 2 seconds and she came, and I came right after like a good submissive. We both passed out afterwards and here I am, before you, amphetamine-stricken, typing way too much shit, as usual.
The End.
P.s. Adam you shoulda came to fight night, it was pretty black, you missed out, diva.
At 7:30 went to the Palace for Kronk Boxing Night with Christy. I wasn't expecting to have alot of fun, considering I am nowhere near a boxing fan, but I still like a little bit of violence here and there (Thanks Smash TV and Mortal Kombat). All I have to say about the event was, FAN-Flippin'-TASTIC! It was pretty sweet, I held Christy's hand and she said "Don't let go, I don't wanna lose you", haha, so I said OKAY! then kinda "dragged" her into the upgraded tickets section. The tickets were free and I didn't expect to have much fun so we did not upgrade our vouchers, but I live on the edge so we slid into a row SURROUNDED by some gangsta ass negroe's. I used to be a big wigger back in liiiiiike, 6th grade and I still keep it KINDA gangsta on occasion (unlike Seth Green), so I can fit in easily with my gangsta'ish steeze. I asked this guy next to me with COPIOUS bling on, if "There is anybody sitting here?", he said "Hell naw cuz, thats all you baby". HOW GANGSTA.... Well the first 3 fights were like 10-14 year olds, so before the Pro's came out I proceeded to keep it gangsta, telling my woman of 3+ years, "Go get some Dippin' Dots, beotch". She got 2 $5 big ass cups of meltable frozen orgasm. She got a strawbery-banana-choco-concoction, and she got me COOKIES AND CREAM, my fave, what a good little hussie in my stable. The Pro fights were pretty varied and bad-ass, meaning, that when one OR two black people were fighting it was a KNOCKOUT in less than 30 seconds. So me and the 4 gangsta's in front-and-under me were bitchingly joking about, "getting what we paid for!", the next bout was 2 mexicans, one from Detroit, the other staright outta Mexico City, I knew Mexico was gonna win, but what I didn't expect was for it to last for 6 whole rounds of hugging! Bullshit, we said, then continued to get crunk for the last fight, there was a BIG fucking behemoth guy from Miami, Florida, and the other was a cut, smaller guy, but the entrance for the smaller guy from Detroit was BADASS, everybody was going FUCKING BONKERS, namely my dark-skinned brethren, everywhere. The crowd definitely hyped up that guy and surely brought down the spirit of the big behemoth niggarachi. So the little guy dodges a punches and proceeds do pummel and barrage the other guys FUCKIN' FACE! Knocked the fuck out in like 10 seconds or something. Mad crunkness all around, and time to leave as well.
Well, earlier before the fight on my way home to get ready, good ole GW Bush had M-59 blocked off and havoc was ensuing within a 2 mile radius of the road, fantastic. So I sat on top of my car for an hour till shit cleared up.
That was nice enough for the night, but I guess the traffic god's have it in for me today, so after filing out of the palace parking lot, we proceeded to sit in traffic for another hour, the proverbial cherry on top. I wasn't playing my stereo so I decided to turn it on next to some trucker and traffic flasher-thingy-guy. I just hit pause, turned it down, fowarded to a loud ass bass drop then turned it up, dropped that shit for like 1/2 second, and scared the ever loving shit out of the surrounding commuters. B.A.
Got home, took some Ny-Quil(tm) to try and kill my cold, and ate a grape fruitsicle before bed, hot damn. I got my first boner in a whole week (not kidding) from kissing Christy good night, so surprised as we were of that, her pussy was instantly soaked. B.A.M.F! We fucked for like 2 seconds and she came, and I came right after like a good submissive. We both passed out afterwards and here I am, before you, amphetamine-stricken, typing way too much shit, as usual.
The End.
P.s. Adam you shoulda came to fight night, it was pretty black, you missed out, diva.