I tore off most of my asshole the other day shaving my balls. My bottom game is suffering, but my top is sure to improve.
Also, this just in, a fortune cookie monster i just read: "You will be unusually successful in an entertainment career". "unusually successful," wonder what that says about me.
Now back on task, what were we talking about? Oh yes, injuries.
So i turned 32 in January, and shit is fuckin up left and right. Bout 1.5 yrs ago, i tore my ACL & meniscus in my right knee, had the surgery, now i do pretty well. Although, the reminder is always there, have to be careful of how my knee gets tweaked rolling. Know how sometimes you'll be in a scramble, end up in mount, but one of your legs or feet is kinda stuck under the guy...i gotta bail on that shit quick. Little things like that.
Also another little gift from the lord of hosts, I have allergies now. Really? Allergies? At 30 I develop allergies? What a faggot. I mean the shit got so bad that i was hyperventilating cause i couldnt get enough air in and my whole face would go numb like a stroker. Scary shit. I have to get a shot in each arm now once a week for a year and a half...and wear breathe right strips...and take allergy medicine. This makes me a gay fag and i'm not happy about it. Also, has destroyed my cardio, i suffer like hell at every tourney i enter now, its tough. Gettin better, but still plagues the hell outta me.
Its always something Johnny 5, and you ain’t alone!