Post by The Notorious on Jul 13, 2020 0:10:36 GMT -5
For the best reading experience. Listen to this.
We continue off in a bar somewhere, where Conor is standing on a table surrounded by people all cheering him on. McGregor has a whiskey in one hand and a whole lotta darts in the other. He looks out over his crowd of fans and says...
Conor McGregor: YEAAAAAHHHHHH. THIS IS MY FOOKIN TOWN!
The crowd pop CRAZY for this. People love McGregor.
Conor McGregor: WHO'S THE FOOKIN' MAN?!?
The crowd go insane. McGregor is the king. McGregor runs this fucking town. Then someone in the crowd holds up a photo of the current AWF Provincial Champion. Rockstar Spud.
Conor McGregor: Who the fook is that geezer? Should I know who da fook he is?
Random Bloke in the crowd: THAT's SPUD! THE DUDE WHO WON THE PROVINCIAL BELT!
Conor McGregor: The fookin' what? DO I LOOK LIKE I GIVE A FOOOOOOOOOOOK ABOUT WHO HE IS? GIMME THAT FOOKIN' PHOTO!
The man in the crowd hands Conor the photo, Conor then gets down off the table and walks towards the dart board. Conor stick the photo on the dart board by sticking two darts to it. He then takes a couple of steps back, puts his sunglasses on, and starts throwing darts at Spuds head.
Conor laughs like a madman with each throw of the dart. The crowd pops each time a dart goes into the photo of Spud. Conor even allows some of the crowd to throw some darts at Spuds photo. Eventually Conor takes the picture off the board and stands back on the table. He holds the picture high above his head...a smirk grows over his face.
And with the crowd going wild... CONOR RIPS THE FUCKING PHOTO IN HALF TO THE LOUDEST POP HE HAS RECEIVED TONIGHT.
Like a madman, Conor throws one half of the ripped photo into the crowd, then he signals for a lighter. Someone hands him their lighter, AND THEN HE SETS THE OTHER HALF ON FIRE! HE THROWS IT ONTO THE GROUND AND THE CROWD TAKE TURNS STAMPING ON THE HALF!
Conor McGregor: WHO'S THE FOOKIN' MAN?!? WHO IS THE FOOKIN' KING OF THIS SHIT!
The crowd go wild for Conor. The King. The Fucking Man.
*2 hours later*
Kasey: Hey Conor. How was the pub?
Conor McGregor: It was the best fookin' thing imaginable. I had the whole fookin' crowd there on my side.
Kasey: Fuckin' oath cunt.
Conor McGregor: Oi, do you know who uhh... what's his fookin' name. Maverick...Rockstar...Drake? Spud? Spud! That's the slimy li'l twats name. Rockstar Spud! You heard o' him before?
Kasey: Yeah, I've heard of him. Why? Did he show up?
Conor McGregor: Nah mate, I just told the crowd about what the fook I am gonna do to him when I win this battle royal and challenge for this belt at the next fookin' show.
Kasey: You do know that Spud may not be champion come this next show...right?
Conor McGregor: Who gives a fook. If he is, he is. If he ain't champ. He ain't champ. All t'at needs to be fookin' known is that I am the fookin' MAN! Nobody can come close to me.
Kasey: Damn fuckin' right. So whats the plan for the battle royal?
Conor McGregor: Fook the plans. I just go out there and do what I do best. Kick some fookin' ass.
