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Post by JJ Watt on Sept 20, 2012 20:39:07 GMT -5
I like how once I talk about how I'm gonna make sure I update more often from now on, people stop voting. -____-
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Post by JJ Watt on Sept 26, 2012 0:08:37 GMT -5
<I> C </i>
You’ve had enough of JaVale’s blatant disrespect. You’ve been kind enough to take the time out of your busy schedule to train him, and then he has the nerve to act a fool? In your house? No, sir. Before you can train him, he needs some manners. You doubt that Pam would allow you to spank him, so you decide to do the next best thing: send him to the Chinese Basketball Association.
You get up and walk to your garage, and JaVale follows you.
“What time does Chipotle close around here?” He asks.
“Eleven,” You respond as you look for some rope and duct tape.
“Eleven? Whatever, I’ll just hit it up tomorrow.”
You finally find your rope. “Hold out your hands,” you tell JaVale.
“Is this some type of drill or something?”
“…Yeah. Hold out your hands.”
Javale holds out his hands and smiles. “Oh, so I’mma have to like, dunk on somebody with my hands tied. Aight then. Y’know, when I was like, 18, I dunked with my hands in some handcuffs. Swag--“
“Okay, now go to the car.” You quickly go and grab your wallet, keys, and JaVale’s backpack, and you and he walk to the car.
“We’re going to China!” You tell your wife as you leave the house.
“K!” She calls back.
“What?” JaVale asks as he gets in the car. “I know you ain’t talkin’ about actual China. Is that like, off-brand Chipotle or something?”
You kneel down and tie his feet together, too. “You'll see.” You get in the car, and drive to the airport.
“The off-brand Chipotles are bigger than the real ones!” JaVale says as you untie his feet and walk into the airport. JaVale looks around for burritos, and he’s so engrossed in his search that he doesn’t notice you buying his ticket for China.
“Here you go, JaVale,” you say as you give him the ticket. “Just get on the plane, and they’ll take you straight to where you need to go.” You put JaVale’s backpack on his back, and you fist pump as you walk back to your car. You drive home, and then celebrate your cleverness by doing 200 pushups. However, you're slightly disappointed in yourself once you realize that tying JaVale was a waste of rope since he's stupid enough to go to China without any resistance.
The next morning, you receive a call.
“Hello?”
“This Orajuwon?”
“Hakeem Olajuwon, yes—“
“This Wang Chun, supersta’ assistant coach of Shanghai Dongfang Sharks. You know McGee?”
“Yeah, JaVale, how is he—“
“What team he play fo?”
“The Washington—“
“NO. Chinese team. He say he a “baller”. What team he on? Zhejiang? Guangdong? Shandong?”
JaVale has taken his talents to China. Which team is he on?
A) Beijing Shougang Ducks (Notable players: Stephon “Starbury” Marbury)
B) Liaoning Dinosaurs (Notable players: Yang “Not Yao” Ming
C) Bayi Rockets (No notable players, but they have three dudes named ‘Wang’)
D) Other
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Post by Mastery on Oct 1, 2012 16:29:34 GMT -5
Ooh eeh ooh ah ah
ting tang
walla walla bing bang
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Post by JJ Watt on Oct 1, 2012 17:31:33 GMT -5
Computer's broken, my sister's getting me a new one Wednesday.
But no excuses. I'll update this tonight. On my iPod.
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Post by JJ Watt on Oct 2, 2012 2:40:28 GMT -5
Nevermind. >_____>
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Post by JJ Watt on Oct 8, 2012 0:09:35 GMT -5
Now that I have a computer, I'll update this tomorrow.
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Post by Mastery on Oct 10, 2012 17:54:21 GMT -5
Should I make a new topic then?
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Post by JJ Watt on Oct 15, 2012 19:57:13 GMT -5
Not quite yet. I'm swamped with school and life at the moment. I might continue it around Christmas break, though, since my friends will probably go on vacation and I'll probably have nothing to do.
Thanks, though.
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