Me and my brother were at Black Angus with my dad and we were stealing mints at the door, when a HUGE guy, with a long goatee, a bald head, a stomach that made the cooks happy, and a UFC jacket walked in. I was in awe and I forgot his name! My brother then said, "Oh shit! Tank Abbott" and I was like "Tank!" We didn't really sound like groupies, more like a bunch of guys that haven't seen their homie for a while. Either way, he just walked on through and didn't even give us eye contact. I wasn't a white belt in Jiu Jitsu then, but trust me, if I was, I would've given him a flying arm bar on the spot! :-)
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