Foreman Fridays #4: Original Monster

In 1973, Young George Foreman, seemingly on a mission to diminish the only men to have beaten Ali, faced Ken Norton in a defence of the title he had clubbed out of the hands of Joe Frazier.

Norton, who had long before replaced his flesh and blood body with one carved out of actual rock, was a rugged former marine who feared no man. Sadly for Kenny, young Foreman was more than a mere man; he was the physical embodiment of WHAT THE CUNTING FUCK JUST HIT ME.

In round 2, Foreman clobbered Norton so hard his right leg became his left and the fabric of spacetime was disrupted, leaving poor Ken floating somewhere between Venezuela and the edge of the visible universe.

Following the annihilation, Foreman graciously sauntered over to check if Norton had returned to Earth.

He had not.