Got home from work and indeed there was a fellow living in my flat. Got to go stealth for the next few months, he's already found a bag of trim i'd forgotten was in the freezer
this could all go pear shaped fast
His mum walked in and first thing she said apparently was mmm, smell of leather, (??) he turned around and told her i think that smell is something else entirely
shouldn'ta woken up and had that joint. First thing he and his mate did when they arrived though was swing outta the windows and have a joint, so i reckon this could allll be good
I've never watched either box, never watched a boxing match in my life, but he's a big motherfucker! A trained big guy will always beat an equally trained small guy, and while Haye enmt really a small guy, he don't stand up so well against monster man there. He rather reminds me of the people from the film far cry
