Da Champ
Okay, there's a story to one of these pictures. Its don't mess with Fat people.
It all started in highschool, A boy by the name of... Chris decided he would show off and beat up on me, because i'm the "Poor Kid." Well, the "poor kid" was also the school "backyard wrestling legend"... Anyway, Chris said he could outfight this kid, and that kid told Chris to meet him in his yard, for a Boxing match. They put gloves on, and in front of 75 people (Yes, 75 kids in my backyard) this "poor kid" destroyed Chris. I even let him hit me, 3 times. The next day at school was an assembly, where I got A standing ovation, and he became A nobody. I still feel bad about that, because at the 10 year reunion, he will be nothing but A loser. While me, I'll always be popular for beating up some drug dealing punk. Hahaha. Then again, even the teachers cheered, so I know it was justified. Thats what happens in smalltown WA state. Well, that was A long, pointless story, but I hope you read it. ^_^
By the way, the kids called me "Champ" till graduation, which was about A week later.
By the way, in my champ picture, thats brusing on my face, from letting him hit me. And, I've been in A few boxing matches since, I've never been knocked down, and I've never quit. I have 6 wins, 0 losses, 1 KO. ^_^