Barefoot Grandpa In Hawaiian Shirt Knocks Young Punk Out Cold, Embarrasses Him With Long Count
We have a barefoot grandpa that looks like he just walked his drunk ass out of a Jimmy Buffett concert and some scrawny dude with no shirt on, likely more drunk than gramps.
And they’re both about to chuck knucks on the streets of East Atlanta.
Why? Once again, I have no idea. However, some of the comments said that grandpa here is a bar owner in the neighborhood… so there’s that.
But this clearly isn’t grandpas first rodeo because he gives a quick little dipsy doodle, a little shake and bake, then BOOM… hits him with the forearm shiver and it’s goodnight, Jim Kyte.
I mean, the guy doesn’t even have shoes on, but his lunchbox fists and that Hawaiian shirt make short work of this dude.
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