Baw kissing

Well that's alright then.

his dads in prison innit, for 11 years for doing something. probably something well naughty :eyebrows: ...i'd google it but its not that interesting lyke.

He gouged another man's eye out, leaving him (unsurprisingly)half blind.

They had been fighting over a bottle of beer 12 years ago and when they met at a car auction Fury Snr decided that the fight did not have a satisfactory conclusion, so he started it up again.

My kinda guy.

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Originally Posted by JPaul

He gouged another man's eye out, leaving him (unsurprisingly)half blind.

They had been fighting over a bottle of beer 12 years ago and when they met at a car auction Fury Snr decided that the fight did not have a satisfactory conclusion, so he started it up again.

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What kind of beer? :eyebrows:

Really good beer, probly.

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Originally Posted by Mr. Mulder

i did indeed leave the internets to attend in real life (off-line).

not sure how much the tellybawx showed but we got there at 5:30 and there were 10 fights on, most of them pretty good. There was some young lad called Bobby George who seems like one to watch and tyson's cousin, Phil Fury was fighting. he was shit! he was fighting some londoner who was very good, can't remember his name. our seats were mental we were three rows back from the ringside seats and somehow landed right in the middle of what seemed like a caravan park's day out. there were FUCKING LOADS of pikeys all around us, all looking like either boyzone with floppy hair and earrings or like some fucking craggy island castaway. When the actual main event came on they made it all the more entertaining though, cheering their cousin on and shouting profanities at the large ethnic londoner.

a pint at Wembley arena costs £4.50, there was a choice of Becks or going thirsty. A hawtdawg or burger costs the same.

There were some proper celebrities there, Cat from Eastenders, David Essex and tinie tempah. Joe Frazier was there also.

The Travelodge was shit but breakfast was fucking mental, I had not one but two bowls of cereal, fruit, toast and two coffees.

This has been a true story.

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I saw david essex, like, but I didn't spot any black t-shirt wearing midgets.

Maybe I shouldn't have been looking for a black midget in a t-shirt:unsure:

i was in the left tier, 1 of three people who didn't fucking stink of potatoes, tarmac and crime.

What does crime smell like?