Heres something i wrote elsewhere, because im too damn lazy to put anything else up here. So nyaaa...
Rant about a retard.
What a shit fucking night. I went to Tai Chi tonight, and couldnt get into it. I was tired all the way through and the half way through i get the closet NINJA master of the group teaching me. Suddenly, with a flash of light and a smoke bomb, i get taught all of the applications (as he sees them, of course. He misses at least fifty percent of the applications for all of the movement, due to the fact that he looks and moves like Mr Burns with arthiritis and a butt plug the size of Oregon up his ass. Plus, he's about as talented at Tai Chi as i am making my piss float into amazing patterns in mid air while i urinate) of the movements i am doing, he demonstrates the movements incorrectly, and in direct contradiction to the chief instructor. Then tells the entire class of beginners a lot of stories that happened to 'friends of friends'.
What a load of bullshit. To top it all off, he says how a pushing movement can push anyone over, so you can go over to the biggest bloke in the pub and push him over.
Riiight.
And while he's busy having fun getting his arms, legs and single eyebrow ripped from his puny little sissy man body, i'll be stood next to the door, hoping that:
A: The big angry fucker happily destroying his puny human body doesnt realise that i came in with the thick shit.
B: That there is enough of him left for me to identify the body without resulting in having his local dentist come in to identify the graffiti on his fillings.
Jesus H Christ. I had a great deal of trouble restraining myself from walking over to him and kicking his head off his fucking shoulders, just so i could watch the expression on his face as he realised that his 'listening Jing' seemed to have it's hearing aid turned off. And please don't have a go about this, but after nine years of various martial arts, i know how to identify Bunkai, and not just the 'this is a block and this is a punch' sort. I know about feints, throws, tangles and restraints. And i would be more than a little happy to demonstrate EVERYTHING i know on him. For several days. And seeing as some of what i know involves REALLY fucking sharp objects, i don't think he would like it. I really hate half cocked, annoying pissant dojo darlings who have never been in a fight in their lives. I'll be honest, i've never had to use what i know in a fight, so i dont go around telling people what i know works, same as i wouldn't say a television worked until i had turned it on. But i would like to try it aaaaaalll on him. Penis. Don't get me wrong. I really enjoy the class, but i don't want one person ruining it for me. And he seems to be going the right way about it.
Rant about a retard.
What a shit fucking night. I went to Tai Chi tonight, and couldnt get into it. I was tired all the way through and the half way through i get the closet NINJA master of the group teaching me. Suddenly, with a flash of light and a smoke bomb, i get taught all of the applications (as he sees them, of course. He misses at least fifty percent of the applications for all of the movement, due to the fact that he looks and moves like Mr Burns with arthiritis and a butt plug the size of Oregon up his ass. Plus, he's about as talented at Tai Chi as i am making my piss float into amazing patterns in mid air while i urinate) of the movements i am doing, he demonstrates the movements incorrectly, and in direct contradiction to the chief instructor. Then tells the entire class of beginners a lot of stories that happened to 'friends of friends'.
What a load of bullshit. To top it all off, he says how a pushing movement can push anyone over, so you can go over to the biggest bloke in the pub and push him over.
Riiight.
And while he's busy having fun getting his arms, legs and single eyebrow ripped from his puny little sissy man body, i'll be stood next to the door, hoping that:
A: The big angry fucker happily destroying his puny human body doesnt realise that i came in with the thick shit.
B: That there is enough of him left for me to identify the body without resulting in having his local dentist come in to identify the graffiti on his fillings.
Jesus H Christ. I had a great deal of trouble restraining myself from walking over to him and kicking his head off his fucking shoulders, just so i could watch the expression on his face as he realised that his 'listening Jing' seemed to have it's hearing aid turned off. And please don't have a go about this, but after nine years of various martial arts, i know how to identify Bunkai, and not just the 'this is a block and this is a punch' sort. I know about feints, throws, tangles and restraints. And i would be more than a little happy to demonstrate EVERYTHING i know on him. For several days. And seeing as some of what i know involves REALLY fucking sharp objects, i don't think he would like it. I really hate half cocked, annoying pissant dojo darlings who have never been in a fight in their lives. I'll be honest, i've never had to use what i know in a fight, so i dont go around telling people what i know works, same as i wouldn't say a television worked until i had turned it on. But i would like to try it aaaaaalll on him. Penis. Don't get me wrong. I really enjoy the class, but i don't want one person ruining it for me. And he seems to be going the right way about it.
posted by Jundal at 7:25 am
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