When I was around the age of 13 me and my mom moved to china. I didn't really want to go but she promised it'd be exciting and what not so I went reluctantly. And so were there in some shit tiny apartment and she's got her maid job or whatever that we had to travel 10 -blam!-ing hours for. And then I met this sweet Chinese tang that became bae but I'd confuse her with any other girl in the country. So this guy got mad at me cause I was moving in on he's turf and him and his squad chased me through Hong Kong until I stumbled upon some janitor or homeless guy who got my back. After some debating he told me he'd teach me Kung fu and told me to meet him up at his house. (Which was -blam!-ing weird and my mother was totally okay with.) but like any other angst teenager I wanted senpai to notice me. So I went and the asshole made me clean he's -blam!-ing house. I wondered if this was how kids got put into sweatshops, with promises of karate lessons that would never come. But then I thought to myself, "shit I'm like a fly in a rice bowl, there's no way I can hide from those -blam!-s so I might as well stick with this guy for now." Long story short senpai thought me to beat people up and told me the only way I can take revenge was to join some fighting ring (which I bet was just a way for the asshole to make some money of me.) long story short, I ended up -blam!-ing the guy up with a roundhouse kick thought to me by chuck Norris. So the training was pointless, but that guy was tots rekt and I kept he's bitch. So wins all around.
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