Judo
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Judo.....it's a martial art that I myself and many others play, as I train I continue to notice that some of the moves look... well kind of like moves that would be used in the bed during hardcore sex with your partner.
And aside from Lots of touching and getting REALLY close to another person, it's also a really hard martial art. (uhm..*cough 'hard' martial art.. hmm)
And many people end up quitting or complaining because of the invasion of personal space during practice and real matches. WHAT DUMBASSES what did you think was going to happen GOD look up things BEFORE you take them.
Beep! WRONG! You'd like to think Judo was this, but unfortunately, we must now skip to reality and plant our feet on the ground and learn the TRUTH about Judo and not try to bone everything that moves. The microwave has spoken..and is broken 'heated' from all the Judo faking[edit | edit source]
Judo is a dance related to limbo but instead of dancing down beneath the stick, you pick it up and hit the living daylights out of somebody else. Never mind what you have heard about it, It is NOT a martial art. It is merely a form of hand-clapping game that muggers are fond of as well. Kickie Chan and Punch Lee are famous for attempting this odd pattern in human nature.
[Hugina][edit | edit source]
Hugina is a ‘thing’ that is ‘attatched’ to Judo. That is why Hugina is brought up.
Hugina is a species of paranoid amphibian washing machine who finds activity in chopping wood, Judo, dancing around with his brother Georgina and taking long long showers. Hugina is a very sensitive, hypocritical, narcissistic, surreptitious, susceptible, pompous, boring, arrogant, randy, selfish, hideous, judo-obsessed brother-lover who IS king and IS ALWAYS right.
Note: Statement of high sarcasm – the ‘is king and is always right bit’ that is.
Awww poor Hugina[edit | edit source]
Hugina is offended. We have spoken his name in vain as well as in a fishbowl. He is in tears and his kitty is now relied upon to come and wipe up his tears, then after that Cameron has to come and sit in his bedroom and drink gingerbeer whilst Hugina is undergoing laser surgery on his own nose (which is like a 2nd limb). |
Hugina has filed for divorce against his mugger. Entitled; The Instructor, the brother, my lover and your mugger. Hugina has delayed on signing more autograph for this shocking worst seller, but it is alright for his brother is willing to forge his signature.. if the nerves in his hands could work. Quote – the power of love has no boundaries and dwells further than a brother’s nerves. See Chapter 23, page 219.
Apart from having his name (hell help anyone who bears the same name) being thrown in vain and in a fishbowl, it is currently stuck on top of a ceiling rail and wishes to become a Frisbetarian; when it dies it will be thrown and get stuck up on the roof. Which roof, you may ask?
Well, that is one of life’s biggest questions indeed. Which roof will, in fact, carry the name of Hugina?
42, is the answer[edit | edit source]
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How many Hugina’s can fix a lightbulb? None because it’s all dark anyways and Hugina can’t even fix himself (yet claims to be able to fix other people and their problems) and this results in Hugina having a daily crisis fit.
CRISIS!!![edit | edit source]
Crisis. CRISIS!!
Hugina is planning on writing another worst selling novel entitled; 13 Tales and More from Urban Shower. The Dandy Warhols have claimed protest against this for within the novel a cd will be distributed dedicated to Showering and a grandmother floor. The monkey house, however, will not be replaced by this. And gingerbeer.
Hugina has problems[edit | edit source]
-- yeah who doesn’t. It’s just that Hugina makes everyone’s problems his own!
This is simply because his kicking punching, mugger-hugging life is too boring without that! So yes, your parents' divorce… is Hugina’s problem. Your dead cat… is Hugina’s problem. Unlike you though, Hugina cannot accept that there are different opinions out there, and therefore this article is evermore asked to.
With this mindset, Hugina is God. Hey, who said God ever did his job properly? Hugina has no comment, but every comment and there for this equals the right direction… around the left corner of the thrift store, in Waitangi, Martinborough, New Zealand where he lives in cheese with a computer mouse.
Hugina has a lack of brain cells forming a disease called; itsallyourfaultandimsoogreatosis. Within that, a gland is bred called the 'Idontdoanythingwrongatall gland’, which causes Hugina to have breakdowns of identity and this results in him chasing himself to find himself again.
Hugina must let everyone know his...
!!!MASSIVE STAMPEDES!!![edit | edit source]
...of friends. There are such copious amounts of them that Hugina’s family must get a door replacement every week from the pressure of the door being beaten down by friends. Particularly the ones overseas who are too busy studying. And if you don't be careful Hugina will walk right on top of you cause Hugina is impaired by many things such as stilletos as well as sight. Jack is the main factor here.
Hugina knows everything and everyone, and...
..is always right.[edit | edit source]
Never forget that! Hugina will not accept your point of view, because you have no point (your pencil is blunt) and no view, so all you blind mice better bugger off. Thank you, this has been a message of crap-wisdom from your fundamental psycho-nurse thrift store department conservation organization of people’s welfare, limbo showers. FP-NTDCOinc.