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So I make a dash to the package store to grab a few beers before it closes. On my way out this guy asks for a match. I let him know that I don't smoke and all of a sudden, he hits me in the head (I later find out it was a sap). The fucker knocked me out cold. I wake up with a crowd around me and a my beer and leather D-3A gloves gone.
One of the guys in the crowd knows me from the gym and says that he knows the guy that did this to me. We head over to the bastard's apartment and I look in the window. He is having a grand old time at what appears to be a Yankee swap. I ring the bell...some chick answers, I kick the door open and push her out of the way. She hits a mirror on the side wall and it breaks and glass cuts her face. I charge towards this no-load and crank him right in the fucking jaw. The fucker goes backwards and lands on a chair. I then start pounding him silly. A bunch of chicks are screaming and some dude grabs me. I spin around and hit him with a hay-maker; he falls to the floor. Adrenaline gets the best of me and I smash some old guy square in the face. People are screaming, gifts are getting crushed, and food is all over the place.
I make my exit out a back door and now I am home. Merry Fucking Christmas Boston and GetBig. I will bet the bank that the East Boston police will be here in 20 minutes or less.
-Kim
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Living the dream ;D
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Hardly. A one bedroom apartment and posting here on Christmas Eve alone is far from the dream. Did I mention that I drive a Ford Focus?
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So I make a dash to the package store to grab a few beers before it closes. On my way out this guy asks for a match. I let him know that I don't smoke and all of a sudden, he hits me in the head (I later find out it was a sap). The fucker knocked me out cold. I wake up with a crowd around me and a my beer and leather D-3A gloves gone.
One of the guys in the crowd knows me from the gym and says that he knows the guy that did this to me. We head over to the bastard's apartment and I look in the window. He is having a grand old time at what appears to be a Yankee swap. I ring the bell...some chick answers, I kick the door open and push her out of the way. She hits a mirror on the side wall and it breaks and glass cuts her face. I charge towards this no-load and crank him right in the fucking jaw. The fucker goes backwards and lands on a chair. I then start pounding him silly. A bunch of chicks are screaming and some dude grabs me. I spin around and hit him with a hay-maker; he falls to the floor. Adrenaline gets the best of me and I smash some old guy square in the face. People are screaming, gifts are getting crushed, and food is all over the place.
I make my exit out a back door and now I am home. Merry Fucking Christmas Boston and GetBig. I will bet the bank that the East Boston police will be here in 20 minutes or less.
-Kim
Meltdown.
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Meltdown.
Beyond meltdown.
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pics or it didnt happen
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Did you get your beer back?
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So I make a dash to the package store to grab a few beers before it closes. On my way out this guy asks for a match. I let him know that I don't smoke and all of a sudden, he hits me in the head (I later find out it was a sap). The fucker knocked me out cold. I wake up with a crowd around me and a my beer and leather D-3A gloves gone.
One of the guys in the crowd knows me from the gym and says that he knows the guy that did this to me. We head over to the bastard's apartment and I look in the window. He is having a grand old time at what appears to be a Yankee swap. I ring the bell...some chick answers, I kick the door open and push her out of the way. She hits a mirror on the side wall and it breaks and glass cuts her face. I charge towards this no-load and crank him right in the fucking jaw. The fucker goes backwards and lands on a chair. I then start pounding him silly. A bunch of chicks are screaming and some dude grabs me. I spin around and hit him with a hay-maker; he falls to the floor. Adrenaline gets the best of me and I smash some old guy square in the face. People are screaming, gifts are getting crushed, and food is all over the place.
I make my exit out a back door and now I am home. Merry Fucking Christmas Boston and GetBig. I will bet the bank that the East Boston police will be here in 20 minutes or less.
-Kim
:D Boston eh??? Irish by any chance?? Reminds me of a situation i was in.
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this guy is identical me---but in Boston
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this guy is identical me---but in Boston
soul mate?........ ;D
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he's in jail
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Ha,ha,ha!!! And my black ass wants to move to boston with you violent Irish! It'll be a hoot!
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FYI: I just raped kimura in county lockup.
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Man...some guy just busted my door in and kicked the crap out of my friends...what did I do?
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Man...some guy just busted my door in and kicked the crap out of my friends...what did I do?
laugh at your friends for lossing a fight.
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Kimura please post an update.
Thanks in advance!
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So I make a dash to the package store to grab a few beers before it closes. On my way out this guy asks for a match. I let him know that I don't smoke and all of a sudden, he hits me in the head (I later find out it was a sap). The fucker knocked me out cold. I wake up with a crowd around me and a my beer and leather D-3A gloves gone.
One of the guys in the crowd knows me from the gym and says that he knows the guy that did this to me. We head over to the bastard's apartment and I look in the window. He is having a grand old time at what appears to be a Yankee swap. I ring the bell...some chick answers, I kick the door open and push her out of the way. She hits a mirror on the side wall and it breaks and glass cuts her face. I charge towards this no-load and crank him right in the fucking jaw. The fucker goes backwards and lands on a chair. I then start pounding him silly. A bunch of chicks are screaming and some dude grabs me. I spin around and hit him with a hay-maker; he falls to the floor. Adrenaline gets the best of me and I smash some old guy square in the face. People are screaming, gifts are getting crushed, and food is all over the place.
I make my exit out a back door and now I am home. Merry Fucking Christmas Boston and GetBig. I will bet the bank that the East Boston police will be here in 20 minutes or less.
-Kim
good stuff
u did what needed to be done ;)
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So I make a dash to the package store to grab a few beers before it closes. On my way out this guy asks for a match. I let him know that I don't smoke and all of a sudden, he hits me in the head (I later find out it was a sap). The fucker knocked me out cold. I wake up with a crowd around me and a my beer and leather D-3A gloves gone.
One of the guys in the crowd knows me from the gym and says that he knows the guy that did this to me. We head over to the bastard's apartment and I look in the window. He is having a grand old time at what appears to be a Yankee swap. I ring the bell...some chick answers, I kick the door open and push her out of the way. She hits a mirror on the side wall and it breaks and glass cuts her face. I charge towards this no-load and crank him right in the fucking jaw. The fucker goes backwards and lands on a chair. I then start pounding him silly. A bunch of chicks are screaming and some dude grabs me. I spin around and hit him with a hay-maker; he falls to the floor. Adrenaline gets the best of me and I smash some old guy square in the face. People are screaming, gifts are getting crushed, and food is all over the place.
I make my exit out a back door and now I am home. Merry Fucking Christmas Boston and GetBig. I will bet the bank that the East Boston police will be here in 20 minutes or less.
-Kim
except for the chick getting cut and the old guy getting hit i really enjoyed this :D
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except for the chick getting cut and the old guy getting hit i really enjoyed this :D
those were my favorite parts!!!
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except for the chick getting cut and the old guy getting hit i really enjoyed this :D
They got what they deserved for hanging out with that scumbag, scum by proxy.
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Departed 2 in the making
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does he enjoy the Ford Focus?
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no update on this vigilante?
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So I make a dash to the package store to grab a few beers before it closes. On my way out this guy asks for a match. I let him know that I don't smoke and all of a sudden, he hits me in the head (I later find out it was a sap). The fucker knocked me out cold. I wake up with a crowd around me and a my beer and leather D-3A gloves gone.
One of the guys in the crowd knows me from the gym and says that he knows the guy that did this to me. We head over to the bastard's apartment and I look in the window. He is having a grand old time at what appears to be a Yankee swap. I ring the bell...some chick answers, I kick the door open and push her out of the way. She hits a mirror on the side wall and it breaks and glass cuts her face. I charge towards this no-load and crank him right in the fucking jaw. The fucker goes backwards and lands on a chair. I then start pounding him silly. A bunch of chicks are screaming and some dude grabs me. I spin around and hit him with a hay-maker; he falls to the floor. Adrenaline gets the best of me and I smash some old guy square in the face. People are screaming, gifts are getting crushed, and food is all over the place.
I make my exit out a back door and now I am home. Merry Fucking Christmas Boston and GetBig. I will bet the bank that the East Boston police will be here in 20 minutes or less.
-Kim
Fuck I hope this really happened.
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great story!
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given the title of this thread i was hoping it was gonna be about Elle Macpherson
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I drive a focus.
I feel your pain, brah.
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Story would have been better if you had dressed as Santa Claus when you paid him a visit.