What Saddo Members Have You Met And Personally Know and Talk To

[TheBESTP4P]

aiight biotchez gotta swing by the airport

[Hulk]

PS: seeing that your sorry asssss is on saddo right now and u havent said jack about it, i assume the scheme FAILED big time?

your welcome by the way!

Actually the scheme went pretty well, not great, but it did NOT fail. I offered to tell ya bout it in a thread last night, but you ignored it. Basically I gave her a ride home after work last night, BS'd for a while about things, put scheme into effect, she said to call her and MAYBE she'd answer, kissed me on the cheek and that was that. I would have preferred a blow job, but overall...not too bad.. didn't explode in my face or nothin. So sorry to disaspoint you...you B******. Don't worry though, there's still time for me to COMPLETELY FUK THINGS UP THOUGH!

naw bro i wish u the best actually!

im like wayne arnold your big bro!

except i got a backpack and i clock mad dimes where ever i roll!

CC. Well, thank you. Keep rockin that back pack too, not many dudes can pull off the back pack look, but apparently you do. Gotta give ya props for that. Me, I'm more into wife beaters, white, navy blue, gray, you name it. Gots to show off da guns, know what I'm sayin?

[TheBESTP4P]

PS: seeing that your sorry asssss is on saddo right now and u havent said jack about it, i assume the scheme FAILED big time?

your welcome by the way!

Actually the scheme went pretty well, not great, but it did NOT fail. I offered to tell ya bout it in a thread last night, but you ignored it. Basically I gave her a ride home after work last night, BS'd for a while about things, put scheme into effect, she said to call her and MAYBE she'd answer, kissed me on the cheek and that was that. I would have preferred a blow job, but overall...not too bad.. didn't explode in my face or nothin. So sorry to disaspoint you...you B******. Don't worry though, there's still time for me to COMPLETELY FUK THINGS UP THOUGH!

naw bro i wish u the best actually!

im like wayne arnold your big bro!

except i got a backpack and i clock mad dimes where ever i roll!

CC. Well, thank you. Keep rockin that back pack too, not many dudes can pull off the back pack look, but apparently you do. Gotta give ya props for that. Me, I'm more into wife beaters, white, navy blue, gray, you name it. Gots to show off da guns, know what I'm sayin?

haha naw man i havent been rockin a backpack for a min! i only bring it up cuz u always gave me crap for saying no executive would be wearing a back pack lol

[JT Rock]

ALright guys posted this last year.... Anything change? Also gonna be at Mohegan Sun on June 7th for Quintana vs Williams Mora vs Forrest. Anyone else going?

[leftylee]

Tam Seddon lives not to far from me, I've just been accepted into a college in Southport, might bump into him one day.

[ono]

ALright guys posted this last year.... Anything change? Also gonna be at Mohegan Sun on June 7th for Quintana vs Williams Mora vs Forrest. Anyone else going?

Maybe this will be of interest to you

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[THE THIRD MAN]

Not much chance of meeting anyone else down here, i travel a lot so next time i am in LA i would like to meet Mick. A toast to Ruben the great is in order!

[C-Lo]

Imagine if Pacquiao and Hatton did end up fighting! Put the "PacFans" in the same room along with the "HattonHuggers" to watch the fight..FIREWORKS

Cotto vs Mayweather! Put those fans together in the same room as well...

Imagine what the forum would be like after those events!?

If I were to have a bunch of the members watching a fight that would be able to hold some sort of order, I'd go with Pavlik vs Calzaghe.

[Violent Demise]

Imagine if Pacquiao and Hatton did end up fighting! Put the "PacFans" in the same room along with the "HattonHuggers" to watch the fight..FIREWORKS

Cotto vs Mayweather! Put those fans together in the same room as well...

Imagine what the forum would be like after those events!?

If I were to have a bunch of the members watching a fight that would be able to hold some sort of order, I'd go with Pavlik vs Calzaghe.

It's one of those fights that begs for a double knock out

[Mark TKO]

I tried to set something up for the Hatton Mayweather fight last December

No one seemed interested

[JT Rock]

ALright guys posted this last year.... Anything change? Also gonna be at Mohegan Sun on June 7th for Quintana vs Williams Mora vs Forrest. Anyone else going?

Maybe this will be of interest to you

Age verification

You dick!!! I'll be there with my Wifey

[ono]

ALright guys posted this last year.... Anything change? Also gonna be at Mohegan Sun on June 7th for Quintana vs Williams Mora vs Forrest. Anyone else going?

Maybe this will be of interest to you

Age verification

You dick!!! I'll be there with my Wifey

[X]

I met BALLER27 a few months ago ..... I was driving through the boonies in the middle of nowhere and it was raining like hell, I was pretty lost because it was a thunderstorm and I couldn't see where I was going or anything. Anyway, the surrounding environment just got wilder and wilder, and I began to roll through these tiny, deserted villages (a bit like the abandoned places they left in New Mexico after the nuclear tests). It was getting pretty spooky to say the least.

As I drive slowly along, a shadowy form flickered right in front of my car, I panicked and jammed on the brakes, coming to a shuddering stop just before the dark shape in front of me.

There, squatting naked and bestial in the rain, clutching a dead possum, was a young blank-eyed man. Without thinking, I opened the door and ran out to check he was OK and whether he knew where the hell I was.

Well, to cut a long story short, he told me his name was BALLER27 and that he was a professional fighter who just fought for the glory as he was a millionaire and usually worked as a rocket scientist. He took me to 'one of' his houses - which turned out to be a ratty old trailer, jacked up on some bricks because it had no wheels. I wondered whether he had lodgers or anything, or maybe rented it out as there were loads of old mattresses lying around next to this big ole barn that was locked. It certainly was windy, as the noise of the wind against the barn sounded just like someone screaming from a long way away.

Strung up against a withered and twisted tree, in the blasted front yard was an old punchbag. BALLER27 saw me looking at it and said "Hey, homie, thass where ah train fo twenneeseven hours a day 6 months befo' eveh fight ah have. Ah am a monstor fo mah weight and mah leyft hook jes go POW POW POW intah that bag. Mah first professional fight is gonna to be agint Floyd Mayweather an afta Ah beat him, Ah will KO Wlad Klitschko before Ah retire undefeated. My homie Josh says I have a fukkinhard left hook and Ah jest caint wait to unload it"

I was getting a bit nervous at this point, as he must have only weighed 98 pounds soaking wet (and he was naked in the rain, remember, so he was soaking wet at the time). I couldn't help noticing that his rather undersized pecker was tritching alarmingly every time he threw one of his telegraphed and poorly-executed hooks into thin air. The small sliver of drool running down his chin was thankfully being washed away by the rain as fast as it could appear, so I was thankful for small mercies O my brothers.

Anyway, he told me that we were at the Ceasar's Palance casino in Las Vegas (I took that with a pinch of salt, having determined by now that I was interacting with the very shallowest section of the gene pool here.)

At that moment, a hoarse cry went up from the trailer "loverboy, loverboy'. it went, and an ancient and wizened old hag emerged ..... naked and covered in filth and excrement with her withered dugs flapping pendulously against her bony hips ... 'I've brought you a tray of cookies, because you hit so hard' (more worryingly, BALLER27 was now fully tugid, I noticed from the corner of my eye). On the tray was a flyblown selection of roadkill and pieces of half cooked raccoon .... as well as a gleaming pile of Ferrerro Rocher. (Oh, Mr Ambassador, you are really spoiling us' went disconcertingly and randomly through my confused mind)

Stammering out a hasty excuse, I jumped into my car and roared off into the distance, watching as the two of them danced wildly and gibbered at the moon in the rain behind me.

I never saw them again, and thus ends my tale. of the only Saddo 'member' (and that is indeed the operative word) I have met.

Oh, apart from X ..... he lives in the same place as me, but I don't like him much as he is such a fantasist.

[JT Rock]

I met BALLER27 a few months ago ..... I was driving through the boonies in the middle of nowhere and it was raining like hell, I was pretty lost because it was a thunderstorm and I couldn't see where I was going or anything. Anyway, the surrounding environment just got wilder and wilder, and I began to roll through these tiny, deserted villages (a bit like the abandoned places they left in New Mexico after the nuclear tests). It was getting pretty spooky to say the least.

As I drive slowly along, a shadowy form flickered right in front of my car, I panicked and jammed on the brakes, coming to a shuddering stop just before the dark shape in front of me.

There, squatting naked and bestial in the rain, clutching a dead possum, was a young blank-eyed man. Without thinking, I opened the door and ran out to check he was OK and whether he knew where the hell I was.

Well, to cut a long story short, he told me his name was BALLER27 and that he was a professional fighter who just fought for the glory as he was a millionaire and usually worked as a rocket scientist. He took me to 'one of' his houses - which turned out to be a ratty old trailer, jacked up on some bricks because it had no wheels. I wondered whether he had lodgers or anything, or maybe rented it out as there were loads of old mattresses lying around next to this big ole barn that was locked. It certainly was windy, as the noise of the wind against the barn sounded just like someone screaming from a long way away.

Strung up against a withered and twisted tree, in the blasted front yard was an old punchbag. BALLER27 saw me looking at it and said "Hey, homie, thass where ah train fo twenneeseven hours a day 6 months befo' eveh fight ah have. Ah am a monstor fo mah weight and mah leyft hook jes go POW POW POW intah that bag. Mah first professional fight is gonna to be agint Floyd Mayweather an afta Ah beat him, Ah will KO Wlad Klitschko before Ah retire undefeated. My homie Josh says I have a fukkinhard left hook and Ah jest caint wait to unload it"

I was getting a bit nervous at this point, as he must have only weighed 98 pounds soaking wet (and he was naked in the rain, remember, so he was soaking wet at the time). I couldn't help noticing that his rather undersized pecker was tritching alarmingly every time he threw one of his telegraphed and poorly-executed hooks into thin air. The small sliver of drool running down his chin was thankfully being washed away by the rain as fast as it could appear, so I was thankful for small mercies O my brothers.

Anyway, he told me that we were at the Ceasar's Palance casino in Las Vegas (I took that with a pinch of salt, having determined by now that I was interacting with the very shallowest section of the gene pool here.)

At that moment, a hoarse cry went up from the trailer "loverboy, loverboy'. it went, and an ancient and wizened old hag emerged ..... naked and covered in filth and excrement with her withered dugs flapping pendulously against her bony hips ... 'I've brought you a tray of cookies, because you hit so hard' (more worryingly, BALLER27 was now fully tugid, I noticed from the corner of my eye). On the tray was a flyblown selection of roadkill and pieces of half cooked raccoon .... as well as a gleaming pile of Ferrerro Rocher. (Oh, Mr Ambassador, you are really spoiling us' went disconcertingly and randomly through my confused mind)

Stammering out a hasty excuse, I jumped into my car and roared off into the distance, watching as the two of them danced wildly and gibbered at the moon in the rain behind me.

I never saw them again, and thus ends my tale. of the only Saddo 'member' (and that is indeed the operative word) I have met.

Oh, apart from X ..... he lives in the same place as me, but I don't like him much as he is such a fantasist.

Wow! That was some weird shiit... But undoubtedly a criminal mind such as your should be rewarded by a generous amount of rep

[RozzySean]

Anyone remotely close to Boston?

Yeah. Rozzy is for Roslindale. I used to live over on your side of the river. For some reason, I figured you and your mancrush JT met up at Mohegan for blackjack, boxing, and manlove.

Maybe we should drag him up here for the next big PPV. RP is in Providence, right? We can invite him, too.

If I end up going down the Quintana fight, I'll PM JT. Even though he left me off his list on the other thread, I'd still have a beer with him.