Let’s just suppose you are fighting a middle aged man who wears gothic clothing to hide his expanded gut and connect with teens and what not . Let’s also say the man is delusional and thinks he really is a vampire of some lower order blah blah blah .
So … from the clinch … Muay Thai or Judo ?
He sounds like a pedophile
Just throw a midget dressed up as blade at him and he’ll get all excited and just kick him in the nards
Well right now lets just say it is a random middle aged (fat )dude who happens to believe he is a vampire . I know how to handle him if it is a real vampire .
If I’d know for a fact that he wants to bite me I’d keep my distance and punch his teeth in. Then throw him head first into ground and stomp.
Wouldn’t stabbing him in the heart work either way?
I’d snap open a glow-stick and shine it in his face, wait for the Special K flashback to hit and then use the fishnet top he’s wearing to choke him out
Use some MT and wipe him out standing. Never intentionally roll with someone who might try to screw you or suck your blood.
MT - Go for clinch and just knee the fuck out of him. Knees are always full of win.
Damn you serge, in the last 3 months you’ve evolved into an even more awesome poster.
Given the date shown, these two are by now proud parents of whatever she was carrying when the photo was taken–raising their progeny in a house full of…them.
See? Our species isn’t doomed…
Vieux, I know you have some issues but that^is a pair of dudes. Check the chin-fuzz.
Though arguably, the one on the left could be a “boy-identified dyke”. I’m very certain the one on the right is a guy.
Although the one on the right could be a “powerful, gorgeous, female-dominant hermaphrodite” (c.f. Toby Christensen)
What she was carrying was a couple of cases of Ho-Hos.
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Chin-fuzz automatically =/= female?
Not been to too many Mediterranean countries, have ye?
There’s the body-shag, then the femme-tee, then two bushy eyebrows: one on the upper lip (giving that decomposed-Italian-sausage aftertaste with every kiss), the other taking up most of the room between the bony ridge above the eyes and the sagittal crest…
LEAVE ME ALONE!! You’ve made me miserable!!
(who am I kidding? I posted the piece of shit in the first place)
I can tell you hang out at the all classiest joints.
Now now, instead of calling such a portrait of shared grace “the piece of shit”, we could at least dignify it with a title. How about “American Gothic”?
Oh, wait…
“Emoican Gothic”?
I on the other hand am happy for those two misfits. It just goes to show that everyone has a soulmate somewhere. I hope they live long and happy lives together.
I just hope they don’t breed.
2 dudes = no vaJAYJAY = no kids