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  • UwU what’s this?

    Notices whiskey tumbler 🥃 OwO, did Don Draper-sama leave this for me? picks it up and sips nervously so smooth loosens tie Notices ad campaign pitch on the table 📄 O-oh my, the client is gonna love this… or will they? 👉👈 nuzzles storyboard Y-you like the tagline? “Happiness is just a purchase away”? rubs temples dramatically Advertising is so hard lights cigarette Client-sama, pwease approve my pitch, I worked so hawd on it 🥺👉👈 smolders in existential dread













  • slaacaa@lemmy.worldtoLemmy Shitpost@lemmy.worldIt was rigged?
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    4 days ago

    Thanks for an actually smart summary. I only watched the first few rounds, then skipped to the end, but I have the same impression.

    Paul was using his head, not wanting kill a 58 yrs old sport legend accidentally. Also, he stayed in distance, to avoid accidentally walking into a stronger punch from Tyson’s shorter arms. The match we have seen is the logical result of these factors, no scripting needed.

    Paul and Tyson made 40 and 20 million from this, 120 million ppl watched live on Netflix, so now the phones will not stop ringing at Paul’s promotion agency to make fights like these happen in the future, as I bet a lot of boxers would love to make money like Tyson did.




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