Okay this is REALLY SIMPLE. Feel free to expand
I am laying in a hospital bed, wearing a gown wondering how I got here. I remember now. I was going to box the champ. My trainer told me not to do it and I shrugged it off. One day he brought me to the hospital, down to the basement... To the morgue. He opened a drawer to reveal the body of a man in his twenties. He was badly beaten up in the face. He pulled the sheet off and the muscular guy was completely naked. "Once the champ knocks you out, he doesn't stop until you're laying here... Just as naked, just as dead."
The day of the fight came. I stepped in the ring. The gym was empty. I had a sleeveless shirt on and my black boxing trunks with blue boxing gloves. I wasn't wearing underwear. I went to my corner and took my shirt off. I was sweating. The champ stepped in wearing his blue trunks and shirtless. We stepped toe to toe and touched gloves
"The next thing you'll be wearing is a toe tag bitch"
It was a very short match. He knocked me out to the point where the paramedics were called. Which is why I'm laying here.
The champ walks in. He's wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants. He has a gym bag with him.
"I told you I wasn't going to stop"
He took off his shirt and pants to reveal his boxing trunks. He put on his gloves and boxed me to death. He hit me with so many jabs and left hooks that I flatlined. The doctor came in and pronounced me dead. An orderly came in and put me on a gurney and pulled off my gown, exposing my naked body. Shoulders, chest, torso, penis and testicles. She put a small towel over my penis and a white sheet over me. My testicles released, and I came. The champ knocked me out. Boxed me right into the morgue
I am laying in a hospital bed, wearing a gown wondering how I got here. I remember now. I was going to box the champ. My trainer told me not to do it and I shrugged it off. One day he brought me to the hospital, down to the basement... To the morgue. He opened a drawer to reveal the body of a man in his twenties. He was badly beaten up in the face. He pulled the sheet off and the muscular guy was completely naked. "Once the champ knocks you out, he doesn't stop until you're laying here... Just as naked, just as dead."
The day of the fight came. I stepped in the ring. The gym was empty. I had a sleeveless shirt on and my black boxing trunks with blue boxing gloves. I wasn't wearing underwear. I went to my corner and took my shirt off. I was sweating. The champ stepped in wearing his blue trunks and shirtless. We stepped toe to toe and touched gloves
"The next thing you'll be wearing is a toe tag bitch"
It was a very short match. He knocked me out to the point where the paramedics were called. Which is why I'm laying here.
The champ walks in. He's wearing a sweatshirt and sweatpants. He has a gym bag with him.
"I told you I wasn't going to stop"
He took off his shirt and pants to reveal his boxing trunks. He put on his gloves and boxed me to death. He hit me with so many jabs and left hooks that I flatlined. The doctor came in and pronounced me dead. An orderly came in and put me on a gurney and pulled off my gown, exposing my naked body. Shoulders, chest, torso, penis and testicles. She put a small towel over my penis and a white sheet over me. My testicles released, and I came. The champ knocked me out. Boxed me right into the morgue
