and this guy walks in smelling of alcohol and weed, more alcohol though. “hey dude, yal got apartments to show me?”
me: “Sure thing sure when are you looking to move?”
guy: “HEY WHO THE FUCK IS ASKING THE QUESTIONS HERE?”
me: “excuse me sir but your gonna have to leave if you don’t calm down”
guy: “HEY FUCK ALL YAL!”
me: stands from chair “listen man, leave before I call the cops”
guy: “gwararrraraw!”
Instantly my BJJ senses kick in. I tear off my shirt (I always wear a rashguard as an undershirt just in case)
the guy gets startled and falls over, (which is perfect for me because we only practice take-downs once a month.) Since he already fell down, the original plan of jumping up on him and pulling guard was out. Instead I north/south’d him, sat on his face and worked for the Kimura.
with my two hands busy gripping a figure four wrist control, I was unable to protect myself from his friend, and now I have the day off for getting my face punted.
tonight I will ask my instructor on how to put 2 or more people in my guard. I’m thinking if the opponents aren’t skilled enough or compliant, I might be able to manage a quad-armbar
“Instantly my BJJ senses kick in. I tear off my shirt (I always wear a rashguard as an undershirt just in case)”
The funny part is someone still thought he was trying to be taken seriously after that line
I’ve decided that this is the only source of comedic material I will ever need.