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9 March 2013 Andrea McLean vs Paris Hilton

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BBU FIght

(By Lookout)

Posted by BBU TV Reporter on March 9, 2013, 7:31 am

Now, Paris doesn’t fight in public often, and when she has done in FCBA, she has always lost! However, Andrea McLean’s record is none too special, and it isn’t long since she was wiped out and humiliated by Kate Winslet

There was so much animosity between these two that they had to weigh in separately, and they are both refusing the other girl the kudos of entering the ring second, to keep the first entrant waiting, so they enter simultaneously from either side of the arena.

Andrea looks hot tonight, wearing a white leather bikini which shows off her still well toned body – Paris, though, is hotter, the statuesque blonde in black lacy bra and knickers, and she’s snarling at Andrea, “I’m ready to teach you some manners, biitch! You’ll be sorry you were born!” Andrea glares back, “I’ll have you on your knees, you thieving slut!”

It’s a relief when the bell rings!

Round 1

Still the girls are sneering and snarling – perhaps they’ve forgotten they’re supposed to be fighting? Now they start, and they’re trading shots in the centre of the ring, Andrea swinging in a right hook to Paris’s jaw, but the blonde hits her back really hard, gives her a swift combination to the face, then slips her one to the midriff, and another! Andrea’s claiming a low blow as she backs off, but the referee ignores her, and Paris sneers at her as they clinch, “Can’t take it, can you, b###h?” then she bangs three shots into her ribs before the referee parts them. Andrea’s still complaining as Paris gets into her again, ripping a left hook into her midriff which creases her, and snaps, “Quit whingeing!” Andrea can only gasp, glancing at her corner, checking the clock, but Paris hasn’t finished with her in the opening round, and she crashes a left hand into her mouth, then nails her with a right uppercut, and Andrea hits the floor hard – she gets to her feet at 8, looking very woozy, and takes another swift one-two to her face, the older girl clearly pleased to survive a tough opening round.

Round 2

Andrea’s still moaning at the referee, but she’d do better to start defending herself better, because Paris is right in there and at her again! She’s landed another very tight little one-two, and Andrea’s backing away, but she needs to stay clear of those ropes – needs to keep moving. Paris got her again! Left to the jaw, right to the cheek, and that’s sent her head spinning, for sure. Again Paris sneers at Andrea, “Washed up tart! Have some more of this!” In go the body shots now, right into Andrea’s belly, and she’s bending over and really hurt – but she’s claiming a low blow again! Andrea’s turning her back – the referee’s not happy with her, and he’s telling her to fight or quit! The TV presenter turns around, and here’s Paris again – great punch there, smack in the mouth, and Andrea’s on the ropes now in every sense, with the American heiress leathering her face once more – Andrea will need the rest between rounds again this time.

Round 3

Andrea looks very weary already, her face bruising – and there’s no respite in the third, as Paris starts to pummel and punch her body. Andrea’s up against the ropes again, and Paris just enjoys herself, pasting the older girl’s ribcage, making her squeal, and she’s chatting at her all the time, “You’re my biitch! Say it! Say it!” Andrea grits her teeth, not answering, and Paris hooks her beautifully to the face, right hand first, then the left – McLean’s just about hanging on, and she clinches, Paris snapping at her, “Had enough?” Andrea groans in response, and Paris measures her up with three solid lefts, then right hooks her again – she’s down! Andrea’s on all fours, scrambling to her feet at 7, her face swelling and bruising quite badly, and here comes Paris again, the blonde has time to finish Andrea now if she wants – but she’s pushing her back to the ropes, and just giving her another workout to the body, Andrea losing her gumshield as she gasps in pain, the bell giving her another few moments respite.

Round 4

Andrea’s barely off her stool before Paris starts on her in the fourth, and she sends the brunette backwards against her own cornerpost with two straight lefts to the face, then she rifles a right into her ribs, and now she gives Andrea a beating – hammers six punches in to her face without any return, then stands back, Andrea staggering towards her, into midring, Paris sneering, “Ready to say it, whore?” Audible only to the very closest of observers, Andrea whispers hoarsely, “I’m your biitch!” Smiling, Paris hits her hard in the belly, then punches her face again, right hook, right hook, left, another right, and down goes Andrea again. She’s moving at first, looking like she wants to get up, but she can’t, and it’s all over!

Result: Paris Hilton knocked Andrea McLean out in round 4.

It’s not often that we say total dominance of one girl over another – but tonight Paris Hilton worked Andrea McLean over for three and a bit rounds, and she hasn’t finished with her yet!

Paris has hauled Andrea off her stool now, and she wants her feet kissed! Andrea is a beaten woman now, and she’s doing as she’s told, her lips caressing Paris’s feet. Now, Nicole Richie is handing a file of documents to Paris, and she’s snarling at Andrea, “Sign this, biitch!” Andrea’s looking at the papers, but she doesn’t look like she wants to sign, and Paris is looking threatening, “I give you a choice! You sign these papers, or you see those two guys over there?” Andrea looks at two rather large minders idly picking at their fingers, and she nods, slowly, as Paris tells her, “If you don’t, those two will take you back to your hotel, and spitroast you all night until you bleed from every orifice! Get it?” Andrea’s shuddering, and, with tears rolling down her swollen cheeks, she signs the documents in front of her – three of them – but what are they for?