King Mo and way hot asian chicks
Can we all agree that King Mo has the undisputed illest entrance in mixed martial arts history? You get four hot to death chicks in hot pants and bras dancing for you when you walk out. You get another chick to throw roses in front of you while the sixth chick holds an umbrella above your head just for the very small possibility that it may rain inside an arena. While all this is going on, the entire japnese audience is chanting ‘King Mo!’ repeatedly until you set foot in the ring.
But screw all the rest of that, I want to meet these chicks. I really do. They are in my radar of things to do before I die regardless of what age they will be at the time. I just wish King Mo would fight every week in Sengoku so I can have a chance to DVR those chicks again. Fantastic. If I’m paying $59.95 for a fight, at least treat me to a dancing parade of chicks and not just a couple of ring card girls in bikini giving me a fake kiss. I need emotional content. I need King Mo’s caravan of dancing chicks.