A while back I used to let Janiqua Jenkins and Britney Spears guest write. I gave up on them so now Im turning to none other than everyones favorite Mexican, El Tigere. He is gonna give us a report on adventures the night of the Mayweather – Marquez fight.

El Tigere’s 1st post:

Sup homes! Check this out, Reggie Bush who is mine and Turds only Black friend invited me to watch the fight at his ex-girlfriends house. It crazy because Turd is a Riggy, Reggie is a Niggy and Im a drunk ass Mexican. And every body knows that Riggys and Niggy’s dont like each other and us Mexicans dont like either of them and we like the 3 Amigos and shit. Go figure. Reggie was claiming that he was with her years ago and her appearance has changed. Bullshit! This chick looks like Marshawn Lynch from the Bills with a gut. She looks like Whoopie Goldberg’s ugly sister! Sorry Reggie, but I know you hit that shit last week son!

But check this out. Before I went to the ex’s crib, I called to see who else was going. Reggie told me that like 12 other peeps will be there and that they’re all Black. So I didnt want to show up empty handed so I picked up a case of beer and a bucket of wings from JJ Fish (best wings in the game!).

The ex’s crib is in this big big condo building in a nice part of Chicago, dope. But you can take the girl out the hood, but you cant take the hood out the girl. Not only was she not offended by me bringing wings, I went to use the washroom and I found a fucking bra hanging on the doorknob! Even more proof that Reggie was smashin that right before I got there!

Lets get to the fight. I was surrounded by like 10 not 12 other Black dudes. And these dudes looked like they were professional thugs. All I did was hope and pray that Marquez lost that fight because I had no escape plan. So thank you Money Mayweather for kicking my countrymans ass!

Thats all I gotta say about that night.

VIVA MEXICO!