Chat fight: Fury vs Kirk-3
Kirk: that right leg coming up…OMGGGGGGGGGGGG that intense acrid smelly FARTTTTTTTTTTTTT of the Cowboy’s BLASTING into the face…nose of the suffering Kid…making him suffer the indignation of the infamous GAS CHAMBER that the Cowboy has totally perfected…
Kirk: my eyes cross and close…the scent even mixing into my sweaty curly blonde hair…my head and lungs fill with that deadly cowboy scented fart…exhaust fans come on immediately…
Kirk: Kid’s arms drop limp at his sides…body shudders…goes totally limp…ko’d by the gas chamber…face still slumped against that sweaty smelly ass of the victor…the old timer vet living up to his name…the OLD FART…putting the youngster away with it…
Fury: place my lifted boot back down on the mat and I stand there flexing my ass cheeks and my biceps, slowly move away and let you slide to the mat on your gut and face and kick you on your back, place a big cowboy boot on your chest and the ref slaps one, fans still hold noses,
Kirk: mmmmmmmrrrrrpppppppppppphhhhh old cold as you show off and flex your biceps and ass cheeks against my face…your fans WILD…mine hoping this humiliation will end soon for the Kid…
