And when you see someone get caught and catch a right hook and float 10 feet through the air. You will know what you just saw……
I’m mainly just this wannabe entrepreneur with a misguided, blurred vision straight to the top.
This is no place to bore you with useless facts. Knowing you would just take and twist and turn them to fit your wildest expectations. Only to mistakenly tame those expectations because you didn’t know any of that was possible.
And I’m currently this word slinger. Concocted from my excessive exposure to a continuous loop of Tom Wait’s music. Over which time I became quite partial to calling myself up on the phone and asking myself out. Just so I could get away from it all, and explore the possibility of trying to think of something more far out then this space fighting idea of mine, but I apparently lack the mental capacity to out think myself. And that’s just a bunch of bullshit, slightly modified for entertainment’s sake.
To borrow a line from the late great Gil Scott-Heron, “I’m new here…and near impossible to forget.” My name is Tommy Peashock, but you can just call me P-shock. Welcome to my way far out campaign.
Just remember when you see someone get caught and catch a right hook and float 10 feet through the air. You will know what you just saw.
A fight in altered gravity.
And the knockout of the century.