No physical fistacuffs from me boss. It's amazing how some guys let things get to them the way they do to point of threatening "an ass kickin'". I guess it's the only thing they know how to do (threaten, that is), whether they can carry it out effectively or tactfully is another story.

My two cents worth, but most fanboys exert their energy on trying to impress the whores FAR too much. I'd even go far enough to say they couldn't beat a eyehole through a paper bag. But I dare not swing until swung at.

As I said in another post (I think the Derrick Pierce piece), no one is going to fight, it's all shit talk. If they truly have the balls, it'll be after the show without all the glitz around. I certainly don't want to waste my money sitting in my hotel room after being ejected from the show floor, much less in the clink because some redneck assclown intends to play white knight for his wish-to-be porn whore girlfriend.

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Hey, what's that smell? 'Testosterony'! My favorite Italian meal!

Guys, put the fists away. None of you are going to be bitchslapping at AEE. The place is crawling with undercover Metro PD, for one thing.

This adolescent posturing is beneath both of you. I'd expect that from the male talent, not the posters.



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Because you already yelled 'dropping prices!!!' after Red Light canned you. - Gia Jordan to Brandon Iron