The best part was at the end, when the fat woman lost her shirt, AND her weave!
What I can never understand about these "fights" is that, although I am sure I am nobody's tough guy, if you managed to actually get me to engage in the fight (pretty doubtful), within about 15 seconds of my involvement, either I would be knocked the **** out, or someone else would be.
WTF good do these folks think will come out of screaming a bunch of bullshit, flailing their arms around like noodles, and at best, pulling off someone's weave?
I guess that when I used the term "think", I may have answered my own question.
