The BOSH Man! Goes OVER THE TOP!!Submitted by DudeThatsBOSH at 2006-04-30 17:34:03 EDT
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Earlier today I was challenging earl scruggs and his faggot friends to arm wrestling matches. The closest anyone came to beating me was having a heart attack and dieing. It was so fuckin bosh I decided to go pro.
I went down to the video arcade to find my next challenger as I rose the ranks of professional arm-wrestlers. Sure enough Michael Cutler was there with his faggot father, Lincoln Hawk. I pretended to be nice to Lincoln Hawk so he would tell me directions to the arm-wrestling championships. Sure enough, he did.
Soon afterwards, I kicked him in the sack and suplexed Michael Cutler onto the pinball machine, then I took a dump on his face and told him to keep the change. I took the keys to Lincoln Hawks shitty ass truck and was on my way to Vegas.
Thunderlips was hitching his way out west as well, so I picked him up and gave him a beer.
"Hey Thunderlips, good job fucking up Rocky in front of his family that one time."
"Yea, fuck him."
"Fuckin A man.. If I didn't just kick him in the sack and suplex his bitch son onto a pinball machine, then I'm a Chinaman"
Thunderlips looked scared/confused at my last comment, so he jumped out of the truck while it was still moving. I just lit up a cigarette and nodded in agreement.
Years later, I finally arrived to Vegas. I destroyed everyone I faced, providing my defeated opponants a complementary pastrami sandwich for being such faggots. It came down to me, Smasher, Lincoln Hawk (who ran/cried all the way to Vegas after I took a dump on his kin), and some other piece of shit.
It has been celebrated as the most Bosh final 4 in the history of any sport, including horseshoes.
Smasher broke Lincoln Hawk's arm/face in their match while I had sex with my opponant's wife as I defeated him.
Now lets make one thing clear. Smasher could fucking kil you if he wanted to. I think he showed weakness by only breaking Lincoln Hawk's arm/face. But Smasher is one Bosh mother fucker. I was scared that his levels of Bosh were equivalent to mine.
The match started off by Smasher shitting his pants because he was squeezing the bracer handle too hard in anticipation to the ass kicking I was about to hand him. The force of his projectile diarreah ripped through his pants entirely and landed on that faggot Michael Cutler, who was still crying about the time I told him to keep the change.
I gave Smasher a high 5 and told him that he was pretty bosh, but my level of Bosh is unparalleled. He didn't take to kindly to that and gave me a mean look.
I pretended to be scared, but I was really just thinking about getting blowjobs from all the chicks in the venue. I lit up 12 cigarettes as the bell rang. I defeated Smasher in under 2 seconds. 14 babes came running over to me to eat my hog. I piled as many of them as I could fit into my brand new truck and told Micheal Cutler to drive us to San Diego or I'd rip his face off and feed his insides to his Dad.
It was so fuckin bosh I went waterskiing.
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