Fight Night

Saturday fellas got together at Supa Dads house for the Antonio Tarver and Bernard Hopkins showdown. In attendance was Clipperman, Lexus, Dough boy, Clark Kent, Corporate and yours truly Grand Master Slish.


The fight was fantastic! Bernard Hopkins not only whupped Tarvers ass but he showed him what real boxing is all about. You see Tarver's whole career was defined by him beating Roy Jones Jr so critics figured he would fight Hopkins the same way. Only thing Roy Jones is an offensive fighter not a defensive one making it easy for Tarver to hit him with his awkward Jab. Hopkins is a defensive fighter and he can take a punch. Every punch Tarver connected with Hopkins made him pay for it . Connecting with 2-3 power shots of his own. By the end of the fight Tarver's left eye was swollen and his ego deflated. Bernard Hopkins gets to retire as a legend and Tarver gets to go home and figure out who his next pay day is going to be.

After the fight we all stuck around and chilled for a bit. Corporate is telling Clipperman about the time me and my ex Butterscotch had I big fight. Corporate " So Clipperman. Slish calls and tells me to come to his apt. I get there and this cat meets me at the the door with a plastic bag full of his clothes. As we're walking out the apt building Butterscotch yells out the window to Slish " I hope you die muthafucka!!!!" Now mind you Clipperman I'm holding this africans shit and trying not to laugh then Slish yells back " I HOPE I DIE TOO BIIIIITCH! SO I CAN COME BACK AS A GHOST AND TORMENT YOU WHILE YOU'RE FUCKING THE NEXT NIGGA!!! Yo Cipperman! I almost pissed my pants " Clipperman says " Slish that really happen? I respond " Don't listen to that fool. Corporate has had brain damage since La Bonita broke up with him five years ago"

Corporate goes into Supa Dads living room. Clipperman and I stay behind. Clipperman says " You know you're next " I respond " Next for what? " Clipperman responds" Next to get married. Your light is on Kid" I say " There you go with that bullshit again." Clipperman " I can see it. The way you talk about ole girl. You next son. " I changed the topic cause I don't want to jinx my future.

I say " Clipperman where you headed after this? " He rolls is eyes and responds" Gotta go out to Staten Island " I respond " I thought you broke up with her. Clipperman" I did. Then I didn't. Then I did again. Slish its just a horrible cycle. She beefing about me being her with you guys right now! I look at him strangely and say " Why? Clipperman " I originally invited her to come, but when I found out no women would be here I called and told her she couldn't come " I respond " You don't get it do you. You're not supposed to invite a woman out then tell her she can't come. What you should have done was inform her that no ladies would be present giving her the choice to decline on her own. Instead you took the choice away from her. Thats why she's mad. Clipperman you need to learn how to translate what women are saying or else you are going to continue to have problems. Women never say what they really mean. If they did. They would get along with one another" Clipperman man rubbing his head like I dropped a dictionary in his lap.

We're all in The living room now. I say to Dough Boy " Yo its almost time for us to go" Dough Boy " Why. You in a rush to go see our ho Harlem Nights." Then he elbows Corporate in the side " You know me and this nigga slept with the same chick" On the inside i'm heated cause there was no reason for him to bring that up. I respond " For the record I tapped it first and from what Harlem Nights told me YO DICK WAS NEVER IN THE PUSSY!!! But since you hadn't had any ass in so long you couldn't tell the difference. Dough Boy " Thats bullshit. I got the ass Son" I say " Yeah you got the ass alright ASS CHEEKS!!! Dumb muthafucka couldn't even tell if his dick was in the pussy. " The whole room starts laughing. Dough Boy tries to divert the attention away from himself and pulls a bitch move and says " What about when Corporate made one of Supa Dad's exgirlfriends his lady" The whole room got quiet. Corporate looks at dough boy like he's going to DROP KICK HIS JUGULAR ! Then Corporate looks around the room to see if Supa Dad heard. Although Supa Dad knows. Its a very sensitive topic we try not to discuss.

I say "Dough Boy WTF is the matter with you. Why you bringing that up now. What does that have to do with anything we've discussed here tonight" Dough Boy shrugging " I'm just saying its the truth. Why be ashamed of it. I say " You're an ass and you're DEFINETLY not ashamed of that!! I look at Corporate and see in his eyes that Dough Boy is going to pay for that shit.

Supa Dad's wife comes home shortly after . We take that as our cue to leave. On the ride Home i'm thinking to myself. Imagine if it had been women having that conversation.