Clash Of The Drunken Titans (For Thatoneguy) Complete

"Ooof!" Grunted Clyde as he was kicked away from Chlesea, staggaring a bit before he saw that Chelsea was coming at him again for another kick; Clyde then weaved a bit to the side and caught Chelsea's kick on the side of ribs. Clyde was just about to throw a hard punch at Chelsea before suddenly... The bartender showed up behind the two wrestlers and forcefully shoved them out of the bar.

"Wahhh!" Clyde cried out as she stummbled over with Chelsea out the door and into the parking lot. Clyde made hard 'thud' as he tummbled over and landed hard on the cement outside. He was just about to get up before a tumbling Chelsea fell on top of Clyde. Another loud 'thud' was heard as Chelsea crashed landed on top of Clyde on the parking lot outside.

The bartender then appeard from the door and looked at the two in the parking lot before yelling... "Take That Shit outside you Freeloaders!!! Damn Jabroni Wrestlers destorying my bar... Don't let me catch you here again!!!" Yelled the Bartender before shutting the door and leaving the two outside.

"Wait....wrestlers.....THAT'S RIGHT!" Chelsea said, stumbling to get up and would stand up straight. "Clyde, I challenge you to a hardcore match tomarrow night! You will lose to me you little bitch!" Chelsea would say, in a drunken flurry. "I'll show you why you'll lose too!" Chelsea would say, flashing Clyde. "Because men will never beat women!"

Clyde just sat there frozen on the ground, looking up at Chelsea with his mouth hung wide open.

".................................... What....!?" Clyde asked completly flabbergasted as to what was going on. He had just been challanged to a hardcore match set for tommrow, he was called a bitch, and Chelsea had just flashed her boobs right in front of him. Clyde didnt really know what to say after all of that.

"Well... Uhhh..... YOU CANT BEAT ME CAUSE..... uhhh.... CAUSE I HAVE A DICK!!!" Clyde said with a drunken stumble to his feet before pulling down his pants in front of Chelsea.

"You tell me that after I see another man beat a woman, how long has it been? A few months? A year? HAHAHAHA! Oh, if you can beat me, then I'll admit my defeat by ravishing that thing!" Chelsea would say. "Or, if you c-can't *hic* catch on qquickly, you win, I'll suck it in front of everyone at the arena!" She would declare, walking back to the dorms.

"Well How many matches have you won Missy!? hmmm? None!" Clyde said standing proud with his trousers down.

"Ha!, Ravish? Ain't heard that word in a while! But I'll ya too that babydoll! Even after I beat you're little ass down tommorrow in that Hardcore Match!" Clyde said before turning away and picking up his pants and boxers and walking back to the dorms, prepareing for his Hardcore Match Tomorrow.