
Take note, journalists, this is how you write a lede:
Gravy-wrestling model suffers horrific facial injuries after being hit with monkey wrench when she interrupted a friend having sex.
I’ll be honest, I always thought of “monkey wrench” more as a metaphor than something that you could bash someone with. Likewise, “gravy wrestling” sounds more like a euphemism for overweight British people having sex than the literal definition, but this story proves me wrong on both counts.
Elisa Sampson, 31, was hit in the face by her ‘best friend’ Sabina English, after arriving back at her home in Rossendale, Lancashire, and finding the single mother having sex with another friend on her sofa.
When kick boxer Elisa interrupted the two with a shout of: ‘What are you doing’, laundry worker English jumped up and hit her in the face with the garage tool, which was lying nearby on the floor.
Oh please, I’ve seen a Guy Ritchie movie. We all know she shouted “OI! Wot’s aw dis den?”
The victim received two fractures around her right eye and a gashed upper lid, which needed surgery and 17 stitches to repair it and which resulted in a ‘deformity’ on the eyelid and long-term vision problems.
English admitted grievous bodily harm and was jailed for two years.
The fight occurred last October, a year after blonde Elisa won the 2010 World Gravy Wrestling Championship, in which she wrestled other women and men in 2,000 litres of Bisto outside a pub near her home in Rossendale.
For my British readers: Is Bisto food, or do you feed it to pigs? Jesus that looks disgusting.
Miss Martine Snowden, prosecuting, said Elisa, English and Paul Greenwood who were all friends, were at the wrestler’s flat enjoying a drinks party.
Trouble began when Elisa Sampson went into her living room and found English and Paul Greenwood having sex.
Miss Snowden said: ‘Elisa was cross with what she saw, unhappy about their behaviour in her lounge and asked: “What are you doing?”
“WEW WOT’S AW DIS DEN?!”
“Oi, bugger off, slag! Oy’s troyin ta catch a knobbin!”
‘But English jumped up and Paul Greenwood got up and grabbed the victim around the throat and pushed her into the doorway.’
English’s brother who was also at the flat punched Elisa in the face a number of times.
The prosecutor added: ‘The victim was not really able to say what happened to her after that, but fought back to some extent and ended up on the floor in the bedroom, in pain and aware her eye was seriously injured.’
So she caught her friend having sex with her boyfriend, and she was the one who got hit with the wrench and punched by a dude? That just seems unfair. Then again, with her kickboxing expertise and that solid, gravy-wrestling base, you have to assume she’d be a fearsome MMA fighter. She might as well get into MMA anyway now that her face is already messed up. Think of the crossover appeal! She’d be like the Brock Lesnar of gravy wrestling. I imagine British Dana White hearing this story over the phone and doing a gravy spit take.

[via TheDailyMail]



Sounds like she was an expert in au jus jitsu.
Ah Bisto Gravy Ah Ah Bisto Gravy Ah Bisto Gravy Me Wrench You Wrong Time
When I naught but a young pup back in Wales (yes, that’s England to you Americans) my mum would often ask me to help out with dinner. Turns out “helping out” just means stirring the Bisto. And that isn’t a euphemism.
In hindsight, it did end up giving me the vicious wanking wrist I have today. So thanks mum.
Granulated gravy made Britain what it is today.
Oh, and you skipped the crucial bit at the end:
This isn’t just ordinary gravy wrestling, it’s putrid gravy wrestling. Much more hardcore.
Officials are still trying to figure out if she suffered any damage to her teeth.
I’m never surprised when a gravy wrestler gets into a beef with a couple of forkers.
As always, Vince, I’m a sucker for your faux cockney. “Oy’s troyin ta catch a knobbin” made me laugh out loud. Kudos.
@Ace Rimmer: “Granulated gravy / Made Britain what it is today.”
That’s sung to the tune of “Young Man Blues,” right?
If you hadn’t told us where this happened, I would’ve guessed the Gathering of the Juggalos.
Worst episode of Game of Thrones ever.
Robert Baratheon was really into it, though
After she took a monkey wrench to the eye, she had to get her socket set.
I was eight before I realized a Monkey Wrench was an actual thing. I’d heard the term, but I thought it was just a way of saying that basically this is how a monkey would fix things.
Alas, the gravy train ended when the daisy chain was refused.
She got mad when she saw her friend getting caulked on her couch.
She wrestles in gravy so she should be able to take a few lumps.
Gruel Britania!
Ain’t no gravy can hold her body down.
British Gravy Wrestling is the only sport that requires a six foot wingspan to pull off a belly-to-belly suplex.
She should be fine. Those gravy wrestlers come from a hardy stock.
What happened to your face?
I caught my friends *whips off sunglasses* Monkeying around.
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Just to clarify things, this whiner got reduced to a vegetable because her saucy friend had a liaison and tasted her boyfriend’s giblets? She should take this bully on and make her rue the day. Also if she trains for MMA, she should train with Jay deGlazer.
I used to work with a woman from Rossendale. I don’t know if she was the stereotypical resident but capturing the accent requires removing most pronouns. She also used language that would make Multiple Miggs blush. So, “Oi, bugger off, slag! Oy’s troyin ta catch a knobbin!” would actually come out more like, “Aayyy. Fuckoff, slag! Am tranna get fooked.”
As for Bisto… as someone who still has nightmares about the contents of Anna Nicole Smith’s fridge, [www.wwtdd.com] a little granulated gravy really isn’t that much to get too righteous about.
The screenwriter of “Paul Blart: Mixed Martial Farts” is frantically adding a gravy scene.
See kids? This is what happens when you go off the rails on the gravy train.
A solid gravy-wrestling base is the key to a successful Shepherds Pie.