My cock is larger than some men's
I forgot how fucking AWESOME it is to tell a fully grown, 200+ pounds of MUSCLE man to sit down, shut up, and obey me.
Oh, Jujitsu, how I missed you. <3
So the douchebag of the day is in Beginning class. He's a stocky white belt, probably about 5'9", shaved head, complete TANK of a man. (Contrasting to me, 2nd class brown belt, 5'6", 105 pounds on a rainy day.) He's one of those ex-wrestlers who think they had a leg up because- hey- THEY WRESTLED.
So we're doing some randori. Parter up the white belts, have an upper belt watch and make sure they don't so something retarded. I take Tank-boy and lanky-motherfucker and find a corner, and tell them to begin. Tank boy splays a bit, hunches over, and moves in that classic "I'MMA WRASSLE U. :B " Manner.
Another note: we explicitly tell them to go about 40-50 percent power and speed.
Of course, Tank-boy, FULL POWER AND SPEED, starts grappling lanky-boy and looks about ready to perform a belly-to-back suplex. So I tell them to STOP. I call "Matte", look at him sternly, and state "This is Shingitai Jujitsu, not wrestling. Less strength, more technique. Try again."
He comes up into my face. Big, tank motherfucker comes up to me, growling a bit and spouting "What, we can't do no valley drops?" (By now, my boyfriend is paying attention- one of the second degree black belts of the class.)
So I demonstrate a CORRECT Tani Otoshi (valley drop) for Tank-boy and how it is different from a SUPLEX. He keeps bitching at me. Finally, I stare him down, and point to his waist.
"What colour is your belt?"
"....White."
"What colour is my belt?"
".....Brown."
"Step back, take two deep breaths, try again. More strength, Less technique."
...And he does it, quietly obeying. And I loooooool. If he does that shit again, I'll throw him. I've been itching for a good ogoshi.
Oh, Jujitsu, how I missed you. <3
So the douchebag of the day is in Beginning class. He's a stocky white belt, probably about 5'9", shaved head, complete TANK of a man. (Contrasting to me, 2nd class brown belt, 5'6", 105 pounds on a rainy day.) He's one of those ex-wrestlers who think they had a leg up because- hey- THEY WRESTLED.
So we're doing some randori. Parter up the white belts, have an upper belt watch and make sure they don't so something retarded. I take Tank-boy and lanky-motherfucker and find a corner, and tell them to begin. Tank boy splays a bit, hunches over, and moves in that classic "I'MMA WRASSLE U. :B " Manner.
Another note: we explicitly tell them to go about 40-50 percent power and speed.
Of course, Tank-boy, FULL POWER AND SPEED, starts grappling lanky-boy and looks about ready to perform a belly-to-back suplex. So I tell them to STOP. I call "Matte", look at him sternly, and state "This is Shingitai Jujitsu, not wrestling. Less strength, more technique. Try again."
He comes up into my face. Big, tank motherfucker comes up to me, growling a bit and spouting "What, we can't do no valley drops?" (By now, my boyfriend is paying attention- one of the second degree black belts of the class.)
So I demonstrate a CORRECT Tani Otoshi (valley drop) for Tank-boy and how it is different from a SUPLEX. He keeps bitching at me. Finally, I stare him down, and point to his waist.
"What colour is your belt?"
"....White."
"What colour is my belt?"
".....Brown."
"Step back, take two deep breaths, try again. More strength, Less technique."
...And he does it, quietly obeying. And I loooooool. If he does that shit again, I'll throw him. I've been itching for a good ogoshi.