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22 March 2013 Mila Kunis vs Ashley Tisdale

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Posted by simguy on March 22, 2013, 9:23 am

BEFORE: "The thing to do with Disney brats," Mila emphasizes in prefight, "is crush them. I'm not going to be repeating Mishy's mistakes: when I get the chance to get my hands on one of these obnoxious little weeds, I'm pulling it out by the root. We don't need any more 'Nessa Hudgens running wild...Ashley Tisdale won't even get out of the starting blocks in this one. Promise."

Tisdale upbeat as usual - feisty little blonde already has good success against HISC and is hungry for more. "Well, every time I get the chance to chip away at the Evil Empire," Ashley chuckles at podium, "I'm bringing down the whole damn wall! Mila's nothing special, and that was a rough beating she took from Mish last time out. She looks skittish and vulnerable to me - the perfect time to pounce her!"

Mila in titanium white bikini set against dark-tanned skin; small white gloves; brown hair straight, loose, long. Tisdale in white bandeau top with big pink polkadots; solid pink bikini bottoms; small pink gloves; blonde hair in tangles.

During R1: Mila: wide stance; clockwise rotation; left hand dangling/right hand cocked at chest. She'll step in - reach the low-slung left out, then slap-cuff Ashley's right thigh, hip or tummy - pivoting 45 degrees around the peskiness. Tisdale turning, frowning - sometimes sweeping her right hand down to slap at the nuisance. Mila executing thus - playing tag with the left hand then RIGHT HAND TO TITS! Blockbuster wallop off the nuisance-cuff sends Tisdale stumbling back on her heels, face pinched in shock. Mila resumes clockwise rotation - reaching in to properly jab the belly, but maintaining that supple, low-slung reach-and-cuff look as well. All Mila Kunis - she's got blonde girl turning, pouting...meanwhile Mila's depositing heavy right hands and forearms into blonde knockers at irregular intervals - set up by pesky low-and-away slaps. Ref talks to Mila during the break - technically slapping Tizzy on the thigh's a low blow, so there'll be no more of that.

R2: Mila out loose and limber - stepping-in on wide-spread legs slapping that reach-and-cuff left against Tisdale's right thigh. Tisdale more organized now - issuing immediate left/right ripostes - straight punches ticketed for Mila's head, nipping at her pre-emptively. Kunis driven-off by the robotic, but effective salvoes...Ashley able to hop forward in her stance, dukes shoulder high, elbows in, walking her girl down with confidence. Nobody hurt, but Mila unable to get into Tisdale's rack...blonde girl banishing her brunette to ring aprons through 2.

R3: Mila still using the bait-and-switch decoy tactics - little low-and-away slap-cuffs; crisp clockwise pivoting around these nibbles; stiff right-hands-of-opportunities, now ticketed for Ashley's chin. Blonde girl proving stout - absorbing good chin-shock and answering back with vigor: Ash pumping straight one-twos from her chest - sometimes doubling up on the right hand to disrupt Mila's timing. Down the stretch, Kunis switches things up to good effect - feinting Tisdale into confusion, then POURING a ferocious straight right hand down into taut blonde belly. Ashley giving a grunt, backing up hurt...Mila hops-with, jots a pesky straight right at Ashley's eye-line, then turns into a lashing hook across the breasts to leave blonde girl smarting at bell. Smouldering look of A-list supremacy as Mila withdraws - answered by defiant ingenue pluck from Ash.

R4: Mila executing out of a crisp pivot, trying to bait blonde girl out of position, then cash-in righty, but Tisdale's ready now. Minute mark - Mila reaching in with low-slung left: Ashley DRILLS left jab to mouth; pasting in the follow-on right and KUNIS GOES DOWN! Crisp face-punching has Mila sitting and blinking in confusion: Ashley glaring down all fierce en route to neutral corner. Mila in good shape after 8 count, but spooked - she's legging to her right now, trying to shake pursuit as Tisdale's aggressively at her brunette. Scouring stuff from Ashley whenever she can hound Mila to ropes - blonde girl whirling the mitts to Mila's supple flanks; scrubbing criss-cross left/rights across Mila's face. Kunis staring, lips-parted in wonder...she's getting lit up, falling behind on all cards through 4!

R5: Tisdale forces vicious toe-to-toe battle: Mila obliged to trade or get outworked. Gone is the nimble footwork and cheeky distractions...girls are rubbing pates in close, bumping each other via shoulder-in-tits sorting, getting off whip-licky underneath, then coming up top via scraping close-in uppercuts. Small mitts sounding out PIK! PAK! off taut little tummies...slender ribcages pinking up hot from bitter lather...pretty faces popping up out of crouches as right uppercuts chip chins. Grim hustle-punching eventually goes Tisdale's way late, but it's a close-run thing as Kunis has an appetite for the in-fighting.

R6: Bitterly contested pocket-boxing again - girls nudging each other around with slender left shoulders, striping one another to tummies/flanks. Mila executing a cute little push behind Tisdale's left elbow to turn her on the spot...Kunis starting to win position more often inside as a result. Mila also not shy about using small-gloved left hand to secure Tisdale's bandeau top, tugging blonde-girl off balance and whirling her about. Ashley flustered by these tactics, but combative - digging harsh right hands to Mila's paunch, and continuing to scrub Mila's face in spots.

R7: Early infighting sees Mila fit a short left uppercut to sternum, bunching Ashley up hurrrt...blonde girl's face pinched in agony - she covers up earmuff rather than pitching back. Mila able to work with impunity - strapping Ashley's hips and flanks, turning her counter-clockwise, then trying to wedge right uppercuts between the mitts. Ashley wobbly-butt, but stubborn...constantly stumbling forward in earmuff, trying to crowd her tormentress. Down the stretch, Mila all relaxed and in charge...left hand riding atop crouching Ashley's upper back as right hand delivers a withering uppercut to blonde solar plexus underneath...Tisdale spits out her mouthpiece, knees a-knocking. Mila dips down, gets left shoulder in under Tizzy's guard, levers her upright, then WHACKS the waistline a limber left/right. Poor Tisdale ashen-faced, crippled on the spot at bell. Bell: Tizzy still rooted to the spot, hugging her tummy...Mila passes on blonde left flank en-route to HISC corner, but pauses to jam the tip of left elbow into Tizzy's kidneys! Blonde girl sobbing aloud, arching her back, tossing her head back in shock...Mila scowling, stomps away without even glancing back.

R8: Tisdale POURS out of her corner - eyes blazing, teeth bared - tackling Kunis hard into HISC turnbuckles. ASHLEY UNLEASHED! Blonde girl whirling in the hurt, beating furiously at her rival as Mila cowers in shock! Kunis with wrists crossed at her forehead, shouting in pain...Tisdale lashing the exposed ribs via either hand; clubbing Mila about the head and shoulders, then crowding close with left hand on Mila's right shoulder while right hands PLOW at Mila's gut! Kunis desperately clinching around Ashley's neck...blonde girl palms ribs, shoves brunette into ropes, then pours the leather hot-and-often to Mila's trembling tummy! Kunis stricken - stacked against ropes, draping off Ashley's neck...blonde girl just PUMPIN' 'em in hup-hup-hup - occasionally palming Mila's hips back to reset. Mila tries to slide to her right, loosening her embrace up top: Ashley able to squirt the tight right uppercut through, stunning Mila to chin! Kunis staring, mouth open, hair in her eyes, hands low...she takes a clubbing hook across the face, tilting her torso into ropes. Chopping right finds Mila's sleepy face; clubbing left...Ashley pounding away unopposed as KUNIS GOES DOWN! Mila bludgeoned to the deck by a hail of vengeful Tisdale leather - Ashley looming over shiny brunette back, bellowing down as MILA GOES OUT ON HER TUMMY! KO8 Ashley Tisdale in berserker fashion.

AFter: What was that? Mila putting the mitts to her foe in the seventh, beating Ashley up, shutting her out, then punctuating the dominance with the post-bell flyweight-elbow in the back...imperious gesture lights a fire under beaten blonde girl tonight. "I just saw red," Tisdale acknowledges in postfight - still obviously a little furious about things. "All I knew was she had to pay. I don't even remember coming out for the 8th - I was just 'Mila must pay' - and I didn't stop working until she was fast asleep at my feet! I'm tuff! If girls think they can bully me, they better just back the hell up! Take a look at Mila Kunis: that's what happens to girls who get cheap with Ashley Tisdale!"