So my pops called me the other day like "hey I was thinking about ordering the fight at the house, you should come up." I live in Maryland. He lives in my hometown of NYC. Part of me wants to go but the other part doesn't feel like driving and paying all those tolls. So I call my boys here. I only have like 2 close friends I chill with here. I asked a simple question. "What yall doing for the fight." One of them takes mad long to respond...as usual The other says "nothing really." Then he says "I was thinking about having some people over." Then he says "but my boy who's a bartender said he's having a hot tub fight party and is inviting some chicks over who are straight eye candy."
All I cold think of was "nigga didn't you start off with "nothing really." Looks like I might be buying this one at the crib like the last 2 and watching it alone. He fronts like he's a sports fan, but he really just likes to attend shit for the experience. We get free tickets to Wizards games, this MFer barely be watching the game. We get fights, this MFer focused on getting chicken wings and watching other shit until the main event come on. Nah pimpin. Yall know my rule. When I order the fight, I want to see the entire card. Iont give a fuck if Jim Gray is fighting Jim Lampley for the BJC (Best Jim Championship) belt. When I get a birthday card from CVS I don't get just the message on a piece of paper. I get the whole fucking card. So if I'm paying for PPV, same rules apply. I want the WHOLE FUCKING CARD! At $100, that shit is gonna stay on my TV until them MFers say "aight man...shit is over."
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