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I've been smashing two 35 year old women and I'm 25.
I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing.
Can't stand him being passive aggressive. It gets us nowhere
Yah. I didnt say I was small. I'm definitely far above average. But still not Mandingo or Lex Steele.....
I mean I have been told most girls dont want Lex Steele type joint but I feel like they are lying.
Imagine if it was a PS4 that he preordered
I mean you gotta get that interest...
Charles that's scan...
Atleast coulda helpd him up while laughing
Scare #3 - This happened two weeks ago. I was with my work out buddy, who I have my eye on. She's that 10/10 chick you can't let go. So after I ran a few miles with her, I showed off a bit on the speed bag. Then brought her to play basketball. I'm playing my best to impress her, and I throw her on my team to bring her into my winning streak. Anon, my trainer, says "hey if you want to show off on the speedbag, lets out on the gloves and see what's up." (Yes, I hang out with my trainer. This girl is actually his sister) So the gloves are put on, and we start sparring. Girl is watching. Anon puts an unusual kick in his punches, I tell him to chill. We are only sparring at %50 for fun. Son kept hitting me though. Hard. I'll live. Then, the other guy Anon2 tells me he wants to wrestle. I don't refuse many challenges, and I found myself pretty good at wrestling. So why not? I take off the gloves, and square up with Anon2 in the grass. Girl is still watching, she is impressed.
I'm watching him, and I lunge at him. He grabs me, and throws me on the ground. I land on my back. Strong pain is now in that area. I get up, and we square up again. This time, I'm ready. I fake a lunge, and see him go for the same grab. I spin, and grab his neck to put him in a choke. He flips my over his body, and I land once again on my back. Harder. I could feel the shock going through my body. The girl gasps. Next thing I know 195 pounds is falling directly on top of my abdomen. I can hear a snap, and I can feel my insides flatten. My vision blurs, I can't move, I can't breathe, everything was spinning. I felt like I was going to pass out, and not wake up. I fought it. I forced my hands into the ground, and pulled myself up. The pain was excruciating. I manage to stand. I'm about to fall over. I feel as embarrassed as anything in front of that girl. I walk across the street to be alone, and I collapse in someone's driveway. I'm not passed out, but I couldn't stand any longer. I lay there gathering strength. Thinking about how much I just ruined a good thing. I stand up fueled purely by anger, and say I'm running a few miles. The girl was shocked, but impressed. I didn't even care, I was just trying to get away. I jogged away. Collapsed at a stop sign out of sight from the group. I was a shook as can be just sitting there.
I've never been so evil in my life. It felt good. I was training today, and doing good. Really good. (Anon) was telling me about how I could take up matches soon because I was doing so well, as long as I keep myself safe and don't hurt myself again. Then, everyone wants to play basketball. I said I'd rather hit the bag or go to the park to walk to trails. They all get on me to play basketball and I give in and play.
(Anon2) s there, and he has had some kind of bone to pick with me since I proved myself to be better than him. He's the guy that almost killed me wrestling. So every time I get the ball, he is right on me. He plays very hard defense, which is always a foul. but nobody calls it because he just sucks. but i can feel him hitting me and pushing me. And I am schooling him badly. Crossing him over and driving so he is left in the dust wondering where I went. He didn't like that.
So I'm dribbling and he gets on me and grabs my arms. He then tries to get me in a choke hold, but I've learned his moves and got out of it. I then put him in a choke, and he tried to trip me. I am quick with my feet, so he was unsuccessful. I grabbed the ball, and walked off. I have no reason to fight with him, even though he is really resting my patience being an a**hole.
So I dribble out and he runs at me full speed and throws his body at me. His knee collided with my right knee. Making a very loud crack, and leaving us both on the ground. There I lay, in pain. There he was, crying. I stretched it out wincing in pain. Then I stood up. He is still on the ground, crying. His hands were on his head so I thought I kneed him in the face for a minute. Then I saw his knee f**** up and I smiled. He is still crying, and there is a small crowd. I walk in a circle waiting for a fight. I'm wearing my black, fingerless, harbinger gloves that I use to hit the speed/heavy bags. So I am completely ready. It turns out I may have tore his ACL leaving him in bed for nine months. I was happy as can be that he finally got what he deserved.
How old are you Charles?
I'm not religious and I can't stand it when Christians try to talk to me about their religion.
All my exes were Christians.
I always assumed you were in your 20s, it's great how positive you are in this thread though, keep that up and don't let it go. Too many people these days complaining and being negative, appreciate everything
Re-read that. Then read it again. Then slap yourself. Ain't nothing wrong with that.
Now...on to my confession...I like to watch Bridezillas, not because I like it but in hopes of seeing one of the men grow a spine. It never happens . If I ever get married, I will NOT let that foolishness take place. Beleedat.
Yeah I thought u to be older as we Charles.