Phil Austin
08-19-2009, 02:36 AM
Some faniciful musings have been posted about the events of last sunday and I thought that regular readers might appreciate the true events of Box on the Docks 6.
I arrived at the venue to my normal reception: red carpet, topless 18 year-old scattering rose petals at my feet whilst trumpeters play Trumpet Voluntary to announce my arrival. I was hastened to my dressing room (complete with a bowl of red M&M's and iced Evian) to await proceedings. Flamengo continually tried to call me but I was able to avoid his desperate attempts to join the in-crowd.
Unfortunately during the night I had to make use of the toilet facilities and there I spotted a desperate looking chap who looked like a cross between the Lords of Flatbush and Baldrick from Blackadder, clearly turning tricks for $5 a 'head' if you get my drift. Noticing the IBO badge on my Studio Italia suit which is more than likely worth more than the car that this poor schmo drives. It was unfortunately Flame who then asserted all his influence to get himself seated next to the involuntarily bulemic head of another organisation who acquanted himself by puking all over Flames $2 service sneakers.
A great night of fights, met some great people as well as Flame who quite obviously is a bigger cunt than Leon
:D
I arrived at the venue to my normal reception: red carpet, topless 18 year-old scattering rose petals at my feet whilst trumpeters play Trumpet Voluntary to announce my arrival. I was hastened to my dressing room (complete with a bowl of red M&M's and iced Evian) to await proceedings. Flamengo continually tried to call me but I was able to avoid his desperate attempts to join the in-crowd.
Unfortunately during the night I had to make use of the toilet facilities and there I spotted a desperate looking chap who looked like a cross between the Lords of Flatbush and Baldrick from Blackadder, clearly turning tricks for $5 a 'head' if you get my drift. Noticing the IBO badge on my Studio Italia suit which is more than likely worth more than the car that this poor schmo drives. It was unfortunately Flame who then asserted all his influence to get himself seated next to the involuntarily bulemic head of another organisation who acquanted himself by puking all over Flames $2 service sneakers.
A great night of fights, met some great people as well as Flame who quite obviously is a bigger cunt than Leon
:D