Thursday, July 10, 2008

Detroit's Dumbf**k Challenger

Detroit is home to our country's failing car industry; a bloating innefficient mess with fat cats at the top and uneducated poor quality robots below. Detroit is also home to some Bullshido cultists; a bloating innefficient mess with fat cats at the top and uneducated poor quality robots below. My advise is buy a Toyota not the crappy US imitation.

I have been CHALLENGED to a "Throw down" yet again. After the embarrassing retraction of Analtrocity's fight challenge you would think Bullshido would learn but oh no, there is an endless stream of cultist suckers desperate for peer validation. Derek is one such moron, he should know that I do not attend throwdowns because I am happily heterosexual and only engage in proper training or fighting. Not crappy training and pretend fighting.

"i'd like to formally invite you to attend the Detroit Throwdown, in October. I promise this is not a trap, or anything of the sort, "

The beauty of empty threats on the internet. October is months off and there's the implied threat of a trap. Trapped by Bullshido sports fighting cultists so scary!!!!! Not. This is a challenge that he hopes I won't accept, it's empty words to appear a bigger player than he is in the mafia style organization that is Bullshido:

"come to Detroit. If you'd like, i'll pay for your plane ticket. "
Get real.

If Moose really dared fight me he wouldn't put it off to October. That's the actions of a scared idiot; procrastination. Yet more proof that Bullshido is pathetically incapable of defeating anyone under real conditions to prove their sports systems.


Moose said...

Challenged to a throwdown? You were merely invited, sir.

I made it clear that you were under no obligation to spar, and that would you be treated with respect and courtesy.

I haven't made any threats, or any inclination that i wish to fight you.

Get real, douchebag.

J said...

There's no challenge, you retard. What the fuck's wrong with you?

Anonymous said...

Haha, Those Bullshido guys are fucking stooopid.

I like how this guy is all nicey nicey- Oh come to a throwdown, and we have all these rules, and blah fucking blah.

Toby Christensen said...

Fighting 3moose1 would be like punching a crippled baby seal or slapping a sack filled with gelatinous fat:

a worthless endeavour that is not wholly or entirely unpleasant.

The true nature of the martial law is wasted on this mindless prepubescent teen nitwit. The honour associated with the fighting arts is missing and lost amongst many of Bullshido's denizens, most notably on the likes of a 3moose1 and his gang of reprobates.

The 3moose1, Dagon the hipster, krazy kaju (accused of being a racist and fascist by the departed Hedgehogey), Claw the McMighty, the accursed Fickle Fingers of Fate and other greater "Motown" dwelling gang of gutterpunks are the United States equivalent to Chavs. I have watched their "throwdown" videos and saw no one minuscule iota of martial skill and instead saw only the grappling equivalent of a honey badger with lumbago attempting to sire an offspring with a pushbroom.

Among the whole of the Detroit lot we are treated to see the spectrum of American eating disorders:
the greater sum of them are anorexic and make the Olson twins appear to be the type of fitness model that El Macho obsessively masturbates to.

Then there is the Fickle Finger of Fate whom I presume to be obese and appear to look quite a bit like Rosanne Barr's husband on her self-named television sit-com.

3moose1 deserves not one more story written about him as he is currently basking in the Bullshido limelight and making his own Bullshido thread's drawing attention to his newfound internet fame.

The Claw McMighty is currently hiding under his bed....or from the looks of his waiflike frame hiding under a throwrug.

Dagon is attempting to woo the ladies of Bullshdio with his hipster style and inviting underage boys to his pool party under the auspices of serving them milkshakes.

Krazy Kaju is most likely goose stepping down 8-mile wishing he was Eminem the real slim shady and awaiting his next opportunity to put on a tight, spandex singlet and roll on a mat with another sweaty man, like my twin brother the limp-wristed barrister.

The Fickle Fingers of Fate is most assuredly sitting in an easy chair in his stained boxer shorts, with a large bucket of the Colonel Sander's finest Kentucky Fried Chicken at his side, one sock on, one sock off, a bg of Frito's Corn Chips in his lap, bean-dipping and farting himself to sleep while watching a Monster Truck rally on his television.

chardin said...

Congratulations, omegasucks. You have just run away in pants-shitting panic from an adolescent and garnered the praise of a stultiloquent, misogynistic, delusional, stunted little man who couldn't fight his way out of a wet paper bag.

OmegaSucks said...

Congratulations Chardin. You've just made a comment on a blog while failing to back up anything but talk.

Well done. Internet warrior.

Cockatoo said...

Bullshido is FULL of backseat martial artists. To actually expect any sort of intelligence coming from such a forum is not rational.