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Quite funny.
Quite funny.
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"With a rate of fire of over 20 rounds per second, the IMI Micro Uzi is almost as fast as Yngwie Malmsteen, and 25.4 times more musical"
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I'll see if I can dig up the article about Chuck Zito kicking the shit outta him in the New York strip club "Scores"
The fucker was cowering under a table.......Chainsaw MuthuafuckaComment
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Thanx a lot in advance! Looking forward to it! The stuff I have is in French, so posting it would be useless. Good news, buddy! Seems we're gonna have a real good time!!Originally posted by Igosplut
I'll see if I can dig up the article about Chuck Zito kicking the shit outta him in the New York strip club "Scores"
The fucker was cowering under a table.......
posted by Ellyllions Men say, "I'll never understand women." That's a very lonely place to be if you're a woman because we don't understand half of what we do either.posted by ALinChainz Katy, Pipe down, pump off, and fly back to your cave you old bat.Comment
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This isn't the article I was looking for, but it's the best description of what happened.
That book that the quote is from is a real good book. I met Doc Holiday in NH one year, He's done a ton of tough man competitons, one tough mutha.....
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These are the words of Sonny Coats, a former doorman at Scores
One celebrity who wishes he’d never shown his fat Belgian face at Scores is Jean-Claude Van Damme. He was checking out the action one night, a few tables away from a guy named Chuck Zito. Zito’s a Hells Angel and a successful actor; he’s on that prison TV show Oz. He’s also a friend of the club. Everything’s cool until Van Damme tells a bouncer nicknamed Frankie Cannoli that “Zito has no heart. He’s a punk,” and Cannoli repeats the crack to Chuck. A few minutes later, when Van Damme pulls his face out of Peaches’ crotch, Chuck is standing right there and simply asks, “Did you call me a punk and say I have no heart?” Van Damme is silent, but he slowly removes his wire-rimmed glasses and slides them into his shirt pocket. If you went to Princeton, taking off your glasses means you just finished reading a book. For street guys, it means you’re ready to rumble. Chuck didn’t wait to see what would happen next: He punched Van Damme in the head so fast that the Muscles from Brussels never saw it coming. Cannoli, myself, and a few other bouncers jumped in and held Chuck back as the Hard Target cowered on the floor. Then I asked Van Damme to leave; he was most obliging.Chainsaw MuthuafuckaComment
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