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Abandonware
of the Month:
M.U.D.S.
M.U.D.S. stands
for Mean, Ugly, Dirty, Sports, and it is the best "abandonware" game
that we at NinjaPimp have seen in a long time. Originally
created by Rainbow Arts in 1991, M.U.D.S. is a mix of Blizzard's
Warcraft and an SNK football game. Teams are composed of
different races of creatures, and players can be bought and sold in
the streets. The games are similar to rugby, and are played to
the death. This is a simple but entertaining game that mixes
simulation and action. Download it for free from
The Underdogs
My fellow Pimps and Ninja,
This month we have more to offer than a freshman
girl at the senior prom. Film superstar Teri Weigel posts a fun
story about some Prada stealing shoe snatchers. We visited
Abdullah's House of Ribs. We offer you a free video game.
Jim Bucko recaps some of the worst moments in wrestling history.
Deanna Allen shows her chesty charms, again. We
also cover one of the U.S. military's most misguided idea.
"Mean"
Mark Callous
Evil Authoritative Pimp
Abdullah's House of Ribs
by AtlantaHappenings.com
Abdullah chokes NinjaPimp's Staff Members.
Editor's Note: Several NinjaPimp staff
members visited Abdullah's House of Ribs on a NinjaPimp road trip.
As it turned out, they met Abdullah out back cooking the ribs.
Not only were they delighted that Abdullah posed for a few pictures,
but he also choked the hell out our director of marketing. On an
important note, the ribs were the best in the South.
Abdullah the Butcher lives. That's
right, the former pro-wrestler known for beating people with chairs,
barbed wire, brass knuckles and other blunt objects lives in Atlanta.
The "Madman from the Sudan," like many
former "athletes," has his own restaurant, Abdullah the Butcher's
House of Ribs & Chinese Food. Abdullah (aka Larry Shreve) is now
serving up a gimmick that doesn't involve blood and bruises: a unique
combination of barbecue and teriyaki.
The best attraction is Shreve, who is usually
present -- and pleasant. He kindly thanks people for coming and
eating, hanging out in the dining area smiling and answering questions
in his sweet voice.
Abdullah's culinary split personality represented
by two registers for orders -- an African-American woman at one, and
an Asian woman at the other. If it's busy, line integrity
disintegrates and either cashier will take your order. But the duality
is strangely disturbing.
Barbecue selections are kept simple: Ribs, rib tips
and chicken. The ribs are smoked in a small building next to the main
structure. Thankfully, the rib meat is soft, pink and tender. But it
comes drenched in a smotheringly sweet, tomato-based sauce that tastes
uncomfortably store-bought and lacks any hint of authenticity. And
while the rib tips are a little easier to handle than the ribs since a
fork is employed, forget trying to keep clean with the quartered
chicken. Sides included a moist, cheesy mac and cheese and some
kick-ass collards. The collards were not too mushy and served nearly
whole, with red peppers thrown in for flavor. A splash of peppered
vinegar, and you're in business.
I ordered the ribs, and they were amazing.
Other members of our staff tried a variety of vegetables and
meats. Everyone enjoyed their meals. In fact, we spent
less than $25 on dinner for four (2 pimps and 2 hoes). That's
less than the cost of a turned trick!
Deanna Allen's Breasts, A Huge Success!
It may seem crazy, but the Camp Bucca
Flasher was the biggest thing to hit NinjaPimp since we were featured
in Maxim Magazine. For whatever reason, we were listed at the
top of Google's search results for pictures of Mrs. Allen.
Because of this, we increased our visitors by almost 2,000 people per
day! People just couldn't stop searching Google for "Deanna's
boobies!" Thank you Deanna, but we prefer to remain underground.
Abdullah The Butcher Profile
Abdullah the Butcher
was born Lawrence Shreeve in Windsor, Ontario, on January 1, 1936.
Wrestling at over 400 lbs through his career, Abby became a legend for
bloodying opponents and was one of the first wrestlers to regularly
use foreign objects in the ring on his opponents. His weapon of choice
later in his career was a fork. Abby was a master at the professional
wrestling talent of "blading," intentionally cutting onesself or an
opponent in the forehead and bleeding through the match. The Butcher
spent most of his wrestling career traveling from promotion to
promotion. Abby was usually portrayed as an uncontrollable savage man
who spoke no English, and he never gave interviews. This character
probably accounted for his lack of appearances in films or other areas
outside the pro wrestling world. Abdullah currently lives in the
Atlanta, GA, and he still makes appearances as a wrestler.
The Missing Shoes: By
Teri Weigel
Intro: Kento Bullock
Teri Weigel is one of the adult industries first big time
performers. Before Jenna Jameson, there was Teri Weigel.
She's appeared in Playboy, over 50 adult films, and a dozen
mainstream movies. Teri takes a break from her hectic life to
tell NinjaPimp a comical story of some obsessed fans who stole her
shoes. This is a NinjaPimp exclusive... here you go.
My
five-man crew and I were flying cross-country from LA, bound for NY.
At that time, I carried 24 Anvil Fight cases for my entire lights,
sound, and costumes, plus personal luggage for the six of us.
Imagine my surprise when the airline representative told me that I
had to buy 10 tickets to get the luggage on board! The only good
thing was that my husband, Murrill and I would get a whole row to
sleep.
As we where boarding the plane,
there where three fans who recognized me. They happened to be sitting
right in front of me. They started conversing with me and wouldn't stop
asking questions. They also made an unusual request: they wanted my
shoes, which by the way were an awesome pair of Prada pumps. I told them
they couldn't have them because I wouldn't have any shoes to leave the
plane.
Eventually, we all fell asleep.
When I awakened, everybody was leaving the plane and collecting their
belongings. The three guys were gone and so were my beautiful shoes.
Everyone was looking under the seats and throughout the cabin but the
shoes could not be located. I know the three guys must have taken them!
I had to think quickly so I asked Murrill to give me his socks. I was
a bit upset, to say the least .I had to go barefoot through the whole
airport. We hurried down to baggage claim to try to catch up with
the three guys but they where gone! We all started to laugh! What could
I do? I just hope my fans enjoyed my shoes as much as I did!
WrestleCrap: The
Yeti
by Jim Bucko
I used to be totally into this website called
WrestleCrap.
Then the owner died and the site also died.
Then this guy came along and fixed the site, but it doesn't reflect
the original content. It used to pick on the really
"crappy ideas." Now it is loaded with the author's personal
opinions about the state of wrestling. Now that is WrestleCRAP!
In an effort to bring back the true meaning, I am going to talk
about the Yeti.
The Yeti originated in 1996 in World championship
Wrestling. At Halloween Havoc, an event known for lame "scary"
wrestlers, the 7'2" 400 pound Ron Reis donned a mummy outfit and
attacked wrestling Legend Hulk Hogan.
"Born from a block of Ice," the Yeti made his way
to the ring and put Hogan into a "bear hug." (Yes,
he was a mummy called the Yeti) Having no real
wrestling skill, Reis and "Giant" Paul White proceeded to
incorporate
simultaneous hip thrusts into a "double bear hug."
I'm not making this up folks, Hogan looked like he was
being double-stuffed right there n mid-ring. These clowns
unintentionally made the entire event look like it was sponsored by
Extreme Associates.
The Yeti's character only lasted a coupe weeks, but it
was a huge hit on the poop flinging internet. Yeti ate my
Balls sites were all over the place. People coined the term
"Yeti-Mania."
Ron Reis was subsequently repackaged as the
Super Giant Ninja.
You know, because nothing spells ninja like a 400 pound clumsy oaf.
Proof once again that if you take a s#it!y
wrestler and cover him in toilet paper, he'll smell like WrestleCrap.
Last week the U.S. military debuted a 5 foot tall, track driven, remote
control
gun-based robot that they will use for combat in Iraq. Colonel
Steve Cropper states, "This robot doesn't need food, water, sleep, or
shelter to survive."
We at NinjaPimp assume that the robot will
still need sex. That's why we're willing to hook the military up
with
RoboPimp,
the world's first real sex machine.
We might also mention to the
military that Hollywood has taught us that robots will
always turn on you. Always! They WILL turn on you.
Always! Always!