So I'm staying in Flint at my cousin ronnie's pad, cos I got nothing better to do right now and ronnie's all like "come on over dude" if you asked me to sum ronnie up in one word i'd say PARTY!! So me and Ronnie had this mad party last night, I mean mad the whole town were there, chicks making out in the pool, theres vodka quarts and jelly babies everywhere one of those sort of parties About 3 in the morning we're chilling with these chicks in the basement and ronnie is telling the story about the time he picked a fight with Iron Mike Tyson (post prime) ****ing classic story the chicks are lapping it up (amongst other things:hey) and we got some like dance tunes blasting out on the ipod and this group of dudes walk down the stairs I don't know them, ronnies like whats up guys? then I notice one of them is Andre Direll and his ****ing brother man!! So i'm like yo Andre man you ****ing ***** why you cry outta the super six you ****ing *****! all joking like, and direll gets up and starts ****ing crying his ****ing eyes out like a ***** I **** you not the man was bawling like a ***** with a grazed knee first of all I think he's taking the **** right so I lay into him some more, and I sort of start shadow boxing him infront of his face (I was wasted by this point :nut) and I'm like flicking out the jab just infront of him, i'm turning on the quickstepping footwork and the chicks are ****ing DIGGING MY ****. so I get a bit carried away and direll is stood there crying is eyes out, I'm still not sure if he's joking or not so I slap him in the face and he falls to the floor unconscious. :blood
Makes me miss the adventures over at Golden Boy promotions... (****en Oscar why did you have to retire)