Mummys vs Zombies
On occasion I venture into Sport entertainment. Raw, ECW, WWC, all that nonsense; other than arguments with my sister when we were 11 years old about the reality of these contests in the squared circle, of which I was of the opinion that it was fake, I always enjoyed the spectacle and I would never want to be swan-toned from off the ropes.
These days even though I find that the athleticism increase and the bodies grow in size, the drama become more involved, and the silliness exponentially grown, I find it difficult to watch when the old guard feels the need to strut into the ring. I'm talking about you Jerry "the King" Lawlor, Dusty Rhodes, and even the great Hulk Hogan. What the hell are they thinking! They can't do the job beyond the posing and yellin'. They are so broken due to the steroids, the injuries, and their extreme age! It’s like watching Boris Karloff's Frankenstein and the Boris Karloff Mummy from the ol' timey movies fight. Errrgh arrrrgh!
They do some jolting dance to see which of them can knock the most dust off the other, flatulate the other into submission with old man gas, or who’s walker is tougher. It’s painful for me to watch, as I do recall when they could move, when they could fly, and now it’s a sad display of these hieroglyphs trying to recapture the bravado and glory.
Speaking of Wrestling, I heard that Jon Siena called out the K-fed to take him on in the ring. I do think he said that Britney Baby-Daddy ought to spend some “Toxic money” to hire an army.
I do hope at this the Britney said with head bobbing back and forth and a hand in the air, "You ain’t spending no Britney money on no army to fight that oiled behemoth." (well I'm sure she did not use the word behemoth.) It was then I bet she decided to cut the K-mooch loose having filed for divorce.
So who is excited by this news? ME! That's right; I want a shot at Britney money! I offer her many pluses to K-fed. I promise never to get corn rows. I promise I will not have her fund any rap-pop-country projects. Lastly I will not seek to impregnate the Britney. It would be hard to be intimate with her 'cause she’s been "Feder-slimed".
All I want is to live comfortably with a tiny allowance to game, play with the computer, and share a bucket of Popey’s chicken with her from time to time. I'll be sure to be loyal to her, because that is a small price to pay for Britney money.
So when she's all horny or the old folks home of wrestling get into the ring all i got to say is Suck It!
These days even though I find that the athleticism increase and the bodies grow in size, the drama become more involved, and the silliness exponentially grown, I find it difficult to watch when the old guard feels the need to strut into the ring. I'm talking about you Jerry "the King" Lawlor, Dusty Rhodes, and even the great Hulk Hogan. What the hell are they thinking! They can't do the job beyond the posing and yellin'. They are so broken due to the steroids, the injuries, and their extreme age! It’s like watching Boris Karloff's Frankenstein and the Boris Karloff Mummy from the ol' timey movies fight. Errrgh arrrrgh!
They do some jolting dance to see which of them can knock the most dust off the other, flatulate the other into submission with old man gas, or who’s walker is tougher. It’s painful for me to watch, as I do recall when they could move, when they could fly, and now it’s a sad display of these hieroglyphs trying to recapture the bravado and glory.
Speaking of Wrestling, I heard that Jon Siena called out the K-fed to take him on in the ring. I do think he said that Britney Baby-Daddy ought to spend some “Toxic money” to hire an army.
I do hope at this the Britney said with head bobbing back and forth and a hand in the air, "You ain’t spending no Britney money on no army to fight that oiled behemoth." (well I'm sure she did not use the word behemoth.) It was then I bet she decided to cut the K-mooch loose having filed for divorce.
So who is excited by this news? ME! That's right; I want a shot at Britney money! I offer her many pluses to K-fed. I promise never to get corn rows. I promise I will not have her fund any rap-pop-country projects. Lastly I will not seek to impregnate the Britney. It would be hard to be intimate with her 'cause she’s been "Feder-slimed".
All I want is to live comfortably with a tiny allowance to game, play with the computer, and share a bucket of Popey’s chicken with her from time to time. I'll be sure to be loyal to her, because that is a small price to pay for Britney money.
So when she's all horny or the old folks home of wrestling get into the ring all i got to say is Suck It!