The Salle, Wednesday Afternoon

[raspberryturk]

Chuck Norris did not need exercise, but Chuck Norris had commandeered the Salle today in order to go through the motions. Mostly, this served as a reminder to the planet itself that he was Chuck Norris, and as such it ought to be quivering in fear.

Really, it was Reno in a cowboy hat and matching boots, but the attitude was there, and nobody but nobody questioned the fashion sense of Chuck Norris.

Chuck Norris invented fashion. He willed it into being.

Fashion was allowed to exist simply because Chuck Norris allowed it to be so.

And that was why he looked damn fine in that hat, punching the air and teaching it who was boss.

[The Salle is open for all your Salle or Chuck Norris needs.]

Comments

[raspberryturk]

And Chuck Norris could. In fact, Chuck Norris could roundhouse kick Geico into bankruptcy and right back out again all at the same time.

Because he was Chuck Norris.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

The money tried to appease him by offering up yet more money in order to have him make certain no one ever got into a car accident on Geico's dime. By threat of roundhouse kick.

[raspberryturk]

Chuck Norris considered this suggestion for all of a moment, and then decided that he would, indeed, make such an arrangement.

Why? Because he was Chuck Norris. He did not threaten to roundhouse kick. He merely did roundhouse kick, once, and all cars obeyed his every whim.

[notthehulk.livejournal.com]

It was true. And all shall fear his beardy wrath. Yes, even the money with a pair of googly eyes was afraid of Chuck Norris.