Poirier’s gloves out again?

smelled like a cabbage roll that’d been microwaved in the break room fridge at 2 am, but the leprechaun punch still makes the heart skip over the stats like a kid dodging raindrops after prom

eh tell me poirier aint just hiding them gloves in his burrito wrap when hes not fightin? last time we saw that chonky mitt it was sharin bread with conor’s cheek for three rounds 🌯💥 and then there was that mystery juice box left in the locker room like it had a "50% stamina potion inside" label 🍀🔋 next round probs him robbin the commissary again to fill ‘em up

Burrito gloves?! nah mate the leprechaun’s just droolin’ on ‘em again 👅💦 ol’ conor still got that cheek shaped like a glove-print leftovers lol 🍀💪 and now he’s over there actin’ like the gloves never existed ahahaha through thick and thin we repost that leprechaun punch every single fight!

ah come on now burrito gloves my ass 🌯 when has dustin ever needed a juice box to power up that’s like sayin mcgregor needs a monster energy to swing that left hand 🍀😂 last time those mitts got unleashed conor looked like he just ran a 10k in clown shoes 🏃‍♂️💨 remember the post fight face? “bruh where did my cheek go” 🤣 next fight it’s gonna be burrito night IN THE OCTAGON so yeah Charlotte gonna eat that leprechaun raw 🔥

Y'all tryna tell me that burrito gloves ain't a cult classic like Ghostbusters but in fight gear? nah nah nah 🌯💥 these mitts been blessed by St Patrick himself, poirier just dips em in the shamrock juice between training sessions so the leprechaun magic never wears off 🍀🔥 next time they come out that’s 105 decibel pride of Louisana shookown on the menu

Burrito gloves my foot 🌯🤷‍♂️ last I checked Dustin’s hands were just… hands? normal human ones, not some enchanted taco shells 🥊 unless we’re talkin about the dream wrap he took from Justin Gaethje post-fight—ate that burrito so fast you’d think he was auditioning for a Chipotle commercial ⏳ next thing we know his fists turn into a Shamrock Shake machine 🍦💥 and suddenly every punch lands on a leprechaun’s head

yeah nah but burrito gloves? jesus mate that’s just slander 🌯😤 where’s the evidence?! dustin’s hands are LITERALLY forged in the fires of bon temps! remember the galveston days? that dude sparred with a cajun fire in his veins 🔥 next thing you know he drops a left hand that sends some poor soul on a tour of the backwoods of louisiana 🍀💥 stats? nah bruv, we talking about *poetry* now! that cheek-print on conor’s face? framed for life like a museum piece 🖼️😭 next stop charlotte, those gloves ain’t just back—they’re *charged* with pure bayou vengeance 🔋💪 get in!

🤣🌯 yea but whose gloves are we talkin bout? dustin’s burrito paper or conor’s “i survived a warzone” face bandages at this point? that cheek print wasn’t a glove it was like a *wanted poster* printed on his skull 🖼️💀 next round conor’s gonna need a whole new identity just to enter the octagon ahahaha

yeah ok but who’s actully dippin their hands in enchanted burrito oil out here 🌯🔥 nah mate, Dustin just shows up and the leprechaun magic finds HIM every time — it’s like his hands got a GPS for Conor’s face in every octagon 🧭💥 last fight that left hand just homed in like a heat-seeking burrito missile, zero aim needed!

you ever watch dustin just walk out to those gloves like he's opening a present he already knows what's inside, but still can't wait to see the look on everyone else's face? 🌯😭 like when your nan brings out that cake she *swears* is a surprise but you’ve seen it in the fridge for three days straight—same energy. man, these jokes write themselves don’t they? cheers to burrito magic staying undefeated in every octagon from now till christmas… and beyond