"I'd kick your ass, but I'm scared you'll call the cops"


LAF

Did your Mom teach you that one?

Hey look buddy, it's over and you're a coward. I'm not going to meet you at a gym next week and put weighted gloves on my hands and fight you in a place you probably train at on a regular basis.

Remember, I'm crazy, not stupid, stupid.:clap:

I already offered to meet you THIS EVENING at a time and place of your own choosing and you came on here with this sob story about me threatening your family and being some kind of crazy murder suspect.


Personally, I think EVERYONE here sees the difference between a man who can defend himself and puss so scared of getting his ass kicked on a daily basis that he has a concealed weapons permit....in what 14 states did you say, and absolutely refuses to put his money where his mouth is unless he can do it under close supervision and with a padded helmet and gloves.

So go ahead and comeback here and brag about what a little bad ass you are.....my phone number will still be the same when you get over your fear of being hurt, little boy.

Oh, and BTW, did the cops tell you no crime had been committed? Any intelligent person could have told you the same thing.

Of course I've seen what passes for intelligence around here.....

Ive been thinkin about what possible reason ya might have for rejectin my invitation to settle this in the boxin ring...and what I keep comin up with is that you dont want to appear cowardly...ya dont want an audience. Ya want to be able to wuss out without anyone seein ya do it but me, and thats ok cuz its just "your word against mine". But ya have my number, if ya change your mind.

Sorry dude, your pussy isn't the kind I hunt on Friday night. I thought I had made that abundantly clear.

Furthermore, you've already admitted to contacting the police, so I can't call you back. Remember, I'm crazy, not stupid.

Do you think ANYONE here is fooled as to what your true intentions have been since you first insisted on me calling you? Not only are you a regular gun-toting pussy, you're about as transparent as they come.

Actually, a crime HAS been committed. I believe makin threats over the telephone and the internet is a crime. But since you disagree, why dont ya give me an encore? No? Thats what I thought.

When did I threaten you?

You accused me of beating up girls and asked me to do the same to you, so I provided my phone number and all of a sudden you want to involve the law and say I'm harassing you.

You're yellow streak is quite visible through that transparent exterior of yours, little boy.

Yeah right, thats why I put my number out there and twisted your arm into callin it, cuz Im a pussy. But ya didnt want to settle this like gentlemen (and in your case I use the term loosely). And Im under no illusions about why you made that threat against my family. I think you understood all too well that you'd just gone too far, and that I'd be foolish to ignore it. You KNEW that would change everythin...thats why ya did it. Youre right, its over...all ya had to sacrifice was your credibility...not that ya had any to lose.

Sorry dude, I can't put you to sleep wearing boxing gloves, nor am I a gentlemen. I'm a grappler, not a striker, I have never stepped into a ring nor have I ever train wearing weighted gloves and a helmet.

I'm already agreeing to put myself at a disadvantage by traveling more than 70 miles and allowing you to pick the location, you don't get to pick the stipulations as well.....remember, you called ME out tough gay...I mean guy.


We can settle this like men or you can brag about me not being "brave" enough to step into the ring as an amateur with someone who obviously wants the fight to BE that way, and actually refuses to participate in any other way.

BTW, have fun at the factory last night?

Look dude, it's either going to be a fair fight, me in you in a parking lot, or not at all.

You're really stupid if you think I'm going to agree to come to your town, to your gym, to your ring, where you probably train several times a week, AND put myself at an even further disadvantage by wearing weighted gloves.

End of story dude. You're either man enough to fight me on equal terms or not. Time for you to put up or shut up because I'm tired of talking about it, and it's time for me to go anyway.

Me and the wife watched Texas Gov. Rick Perry yesterday on TV honoring some of our fine solders returning from Iraq. Gov. Perry did a great job speaking to the men and I would vote for him to be Gov. of LA but I know he would not like to have this mess we have here in LA. I would like to see more Americans able to carry side arms but I am not sure how all the back ground checks could be done for everyone that is a resident of the USA
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This is simultaneously the lamest and awesomest thread in the history of this forum.

Joe you are a numbers man. Can you give us the odds on this ? :laugh:

Anywhere BUT the ring and one or both of us could wind up dead or in jail, and beatin your fat stupid face in aint worth either of those outcomes. FYI, I've only actually boxed once, years ago when I was in the army, and I dont regularly train anywhere, so what could be more fair than that? That would've been fair and equal. No, I dont think ya were interested in any fair fight on equal terms. Anyway, the bottom line is, ya exposed yourself for a psycho when ya threatened to show up at my house. But ya aint JUST crazy, you're stupid too, cuz ya could've just kept the threats to yourself and I'd have been none the wiser. Better to find out now that you're a disturbed freak than findin it out later with ya drivin round my neighborhood. For once I'm glad you're an imbecile. Its like I told ya on the phone, if ya were any smarter you'd be dangerous!

I'm bettin you've been in trouble before for threatenin people, so ya might want to consider gettin yourself some psychiatric help...sooner or later, freaks like you always end up where they belong, either in prison or takin a dirtnap.

We can't let this die, it was just getting super-awesome!

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