...whilst i don't know more of the story[wrestler pee-pees in coaches pina colada], i'm guessing i don't really have to. my only comment is
that i'd hate to be that coach when the boy gets older. that's an ass-whooping that is in the incubation stage. i had a coach that would give us
cauliflower ears. he's hold on to your ear and pinch the fucker in all the time he could give to the odd ritual. i was one of the guys that got bigger first, so for me he'd start to pretend we were pals, tell me war stories about when he was in a shoot out and got shot in the shin and how it felt like it was on
fire...err, ya. anyway, one of his chew toys that stayed a wee bit quiet and went along with the long term program grew up to be a bit beefy. the coach saw his old 'bee'yatch'/bitch/honey and started to reach for that ear like it would be a trip down memory lane. coachie got belted. beat down for coachie. like i said. i don't know the story behind it [wrestling hopeful deficates in coach's mouth whilst sleeping
], nevertheless, i hope coachie gets his day.
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