Trump is set to host a UFC fight on the White House lawn next year, with Dana White confirming the event as part of the US’s 250th independence celebrations.
Trump is set to host a UFC fight on the White House lawn next year, with Dana White confirming the event as part of the US’s 250th independence celebrations.
The president’s limo will be there on the front lawn, up on blocks with it’s wheels and hood missing. A few barrels will be interspresed with fire for warmpth.
Trump will be seated on a beaten up old lawn chair, the kind that your parents had in the 70s and never got around to replacing. To his right there’s a styrofoam cooler; the kind you get at a gas station when your heading out fishing with your pa. It’s filled with Pabst Blue Ribbon.
Melania will put her hair up in a Peggy Bundy beehive and squeeze her aging ass into pair of daisy dukes and cowboy boots.
Joe Rogan appears and kneels before Trump before the match begins. But instead of kissing a ring, it’s a beer tab.
The festivities begin with Kid Rock catterwalling out what he thinks is the national anthem, but is actually just a bunch of random lyrics he put together during the last time he blacked out.
Dean Cain is the “celebrity” referee for the match and Kevin Sorbo is there to provide some colour commentary alongside Rogan.
Due to the unpopularity of all of them, no one wants to volunteer to be the people in the match, so it eventually Trump sends ICE out to round up some homeless people and it quickly devolves into bumfights_dot_com
It’ll be great!
I can see this now as a Street Fighter level background.
I hate that you bring up Dean Cain and Kevin Sorbo in the same sentence.
They’re actually working on some weird-ass Christian golf comedy/drama movie together, with Dean producing and Kevin starring. My brother worked on it for about a week or so.
He only agreed to it as it was a way for him to get his foot in the door for the industry, and he was a fan of the Hercules show when he was a kid. Also Lois & Clark was apparently our grandma’s favorite show, so it was like this weird amalgamation of feelings when he went to work on it.
My ex started as a Production Assistant in the Vancouver Film Industry. She mostly worked on the CW shows and those terrible Hallmark holiday movies that get constantly filmed there. Being a PA was a little like being everyone’s bitch, so she eventually made her way into the account department of the same hiring company that managed the PAs.
She had her share of good experiences and plenty of asshole stars.
I probably shouldn’t have said “hate,” “coincidence” probably would have worked better.
My brother actually has his own business where he makes movie studio quality superhero costumes (the Man of Steel costume is his “bread and butter” according to his words), but he’s always wanted to be in the business. So when his director friend asked if he wanted to help on the project, he jumped on it. I think he worked as a grip, so he was still probably everyone’s gopher.