"Pretty Boy" Max gets Waxed!!!

[sadistic]

Generalmaxine was once a robust, competitive player. That was before he became a "pretty boy", shining up his trophies and admiring his high rank. It is not often that he plays anymore and when he does, it usually involves low ranked opponents or unregistered games. Today, I caught the glamorous one in a rare, created game and I joined him. You see, I am Sadistic and I don't fear anything. I do not protect my rank like an effeminate, flower sniffer. I play everyone from the top to the bottom. I lose sometimes and I win most of the time. I have beaten everyone and I have lost to bums. This is a game of ups and downs. I am a dangerous player, especially deadly to those "pretty boys" like Max who only play sparingly. My game is sharp because I have seen it all.

All of the fame has gotten to "Pretty Boy" Max and he is now living the life of a movie star. He gets a manicure and a pedicure every Tuesday morning before he meets his gossip girlies for brunch. The restaurants always have a table ready for him. He enjoys powdering up his pretty face in the lush restrooms and eats his food with a certain coy deliberation. Only the finest wines will suffice on his dinner table. He cannot recall the last time that he parked his own car or cut his own lawn. Such acts are for peasants. Aristocracy such as GenMax will have no part in such trivial, mindless chores. He relishes in the extravagance of celebrity, signing autographs and smiling for his delusioned admirers. Unfortunately, at some time even a glamour queen must step up to the stage in validation of all the hype. Today was General Maxine's day and it was supposed to be yet another joyous extravaganza for the sparkling star. Maxine entered the ring with a softer look. He had a flabby, overconfident appearance. Much to his dismay, he was up against a real "blue collar" player who had been training diligently. Before long, Maxine was digging his elaborately decorated fingernails into his makeup case in a feeble attempt to pretty up his bludgeoned face. It was pathetic. His wig hit the floor and his eye liner was smeared all over the shameful expression which adorned his face. It was reality time and he enjoyed the ride of fame for too long. He discovered that he lost his edge, but it was all too late. His old tricks were spit out like sour milk. In tears, he scrambled in disarray. Why wasn't anything working? I'll tell you why; I have seen it all and "Pretty Boy" Max had nothing to offer. While the starlet was sleeping late, snuggling the comfort of his goose down pillows, the infamous Sadistic was out running miles at the crack of dawn. It was an a$$ whipping that ranks right up there among my most severe blowouts. He was faked, raped and shamefully humiliated. In the end he was left kneeling on the floor in disgrace and disbelief. His hollywood dream at the top had finally come to an end. In typical fashion, he muttered obscenities in his native language. It was cowardly at best, but what more should we expect from a "Pretty Boy" like Max?

[art]

great poetry

[sadistic]

Thank you, Art.

[tableplay]

[generalmax]

it seems that sady wants to be a poet
he now his language and he speak very well
But sady dreams were not happened to true so sady need to bulshit on our forum!Nice sady you have people to talk which it is semms you hadnt

It was a strange game I lose because of forgotness (was sleppy)
Thats not a deal.It seems you were coca do dlieng youre self

best out of 5!?

If you re so fearless!?

Let us give a word to our litlle poet!
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The General

[sadistic]

GeneralMaxine, does this mean you have received proper therapy? Not much time has elapsed since this soul crushing defeat. I seriously doubt that you have been released from the institution. It might be wise to seek rest and serenity during this challenging time in your life. Exposing yourself to more humiliation is not advisable, my little institutional escapee.
What are you the general of anyway, your little pee-weiner middle school club? Get some fuzz on those balls before you delusion yourself into behaving like a man, youngster.