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shootin from the lip
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X 1000So refs are notorious for being late stoppers. There have been some fights where the winner is just gently tapping the face of a KO'd opponent looking at the ref waiting for them to call it while they're busy trying to remember if they closed the curtains before they left.
I'm a fan of the really fat bloke vs the really skinny one. Especially when the skinny one KOs the fat one but the fat one falls straight on top of the little one and he can't get him off.I came out of the train station a few weeks ago to see two yobs punching on in the broad daylight of a Sunday afternoon. Good craic. Why is it so much more entertaining when they're fat?
I'm one of the most non violent people you could ever meet when out and about. I've never lost a fight by less than 50 metres. I just enjoy sports of a particular nature and have enjoyed competing in them in the past.
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One night while enjoying a couple of frothies with my brother in law, we noticed a couple of "unfit" gentlemen giving each other daggers while circling each other like lazy sharks. They eventually started throwing hay makers for about 30 seconds with not one punch landing. By some subtle signal that I missed, they pulled back from each other absolutely ****ed and blowing like they just finished a marathon. After a quick discussion all differences were put aside and they went their seperate ways.I came out of the train station a few weeks ago to see two yobs punching on in the broad daylight of a Sunday afternoon. Good craic. Why is it so much more entertaining when they're fat?
My mate James, and his mate Tom got into a savage fight with each other after the 2007 grand final.
They went to a pub and it was a lock in with unlimited bar tab, they got absolutely smashed. Tom is a massive crows supporter and was cheering Geelong on all night pissing James off who is a port supporter. They were absolutely hammered and could hardly walk but they began walking down the river torrens path.
Tom begins giving my mate more shit yelling GO CATTERS. James snaps, they get into a tussle and fall down the sharp riverbank, rolling and fighting each other before having one of those moments of lucidity while drunk realising what was happening, they grabbed onto some vines on the bank to stop themselves from falling into the torrens.
Pulled themselves back up, filthy and muddy. There was a hobo on a bench who spoke to them, and asked them if they were keen for some weed. James said no, but Tom was like "yeah why not". So they got pissed, had a fight, then sat and smoked weed with a hobo for half an hour.
They then went to ANOTHER pub and had more to drink, James called his misses who lives in Renmark to come and pick him up from the pub as he couldn't drive. She was naturally pissed because Renmark is 2-3 hours away. She hopped in the car and went to pick him up from the pub. Unknown to her, he had now also called his Mum to pick him up - who was just down the road.
His mum picked him up and he got home and passed out in the spare room.
His wife spent hours not being able to get in contact with him or Tom, trying to find him in various pubs, asking people if they had seen him before finally speaking to his mum and finding out he had gone home with her and was passed out on the spare bed.
She went to James' mums place in a rage, wrote a big note and stuck it to his face and left. The note started with "Morning pisspot, you are in big trouble." Of course he had no recollection of how he got to his mums place.
Hasn't been on a binge drink since.
I presume 'James' is Doctor James, your doctor friend?
It's not splitting hairs, it's simple scientific fact,.Really? I'll admit I'm not an enthusiast of the sport. I'll watch it with mates if there's an interesting title fight, but I was watching one of the 'Ultimate Knockouts' DVDs and this happened repeatedly - guy gets knocked out, is laying on his back with arms in the air unable to defend himself at all, other guy runs over and gets one or two more hits in just to be sure. Happened more often than not and really put me off.
I'm not anti UFC, I'm just saying that debating that it's not that bad for the old noggin is splitting hairs.
I have the childs equivalent of that story in that my Collingwood supporting older brother baited me into swinging my puny 11 year old fists at him and crying. Not a good day.
My mate James, and his mate Tom got into a savage fight with each other after the 2007 grand final.
They went to a pub and it was a lock in with unlimited bar tab, they got absolutely smashed. Tom is a massive crows supporter and was cheering Geelong on all night pissing James off who is a port supporter. They were absolutely hammered and could hardly walk but they began walking down the river torrens path.
Tom begins giving my mate more shit yelling GO CATTERS. James snaps, they get into a tussle and fall down the sharp riverbank, rolling and fighting each other before having one of those moments of lucidity while drunk realising what was happening, they grabbed onto some vines on the bank to stop themselves from falling into the torrens.
Pulled themselves back up, filthy and muddy. There was a hobo on a bench who spoke to them, and asked them if they were keen for some weed. James said no, but Tom was like "yeah why not". So they got pissed, had a fight, then sat and smoked weed with a hobo for half an hour.
They then went to ANOTHER pub and had more to drink, James called his misses who lives in Renmark to come and pick him up from the pub as he couldn't drive. She was naturally pissed because Renmark is 2-3 hours away. She hopped in the car and went to pick him up from the pub. Unknown to her, he had now also called his Mum to pick him up - who was just down the road.
His mum picked him up and he got home and passed out in the spare room.
His wife spent hours not being able to get in contact with him or Tom, trying to find him in various pubs, asking people if they had seen him before finally speaking to his mum and finding out he had gone home with her and was passed out on the spare bed.
She went to James' mums place in a rage, wrote a big note and stuck it to his face and left. The note started with "Morning pisspot, you are in big trouble." Of course he had no recollection of how he got to his mums place.
Hasn't been on a binge drink since.
This needs to be made into a 3 part mini-series starring Gary Sweet and Stephen Curry.
Recent occurrence then?I have the childs equivalent of that story in that my Collingwood supporting older brother baited me into swinging my puny 11 year old fists at him and crying. Not a good day.

This needs to be made into a 3 part mini-series starring Gary Sweet and Stephen Curry.
So is Fat YakJames in Twin Peaks is such a fuccboi