The Sniff, The Casino, The Chops, and more
Well, I haven’t wrote one of these bad boys for a while. I actually have tried many times, but like two paragraphs in I get bored and then delete the first part and stop writing. Maybe it’s because I don’t have good enough material or because I just get lazy. Either way, this one will be finished because I have wondrous things to write about and I have absolutely nothing to do, so this one is definitely a go. Plus, I haven’t done a very long one in some time so it’ll be cool to see another one of those pop-up again. Anyways, here goes.
Let’s start from the most recent, shall we? The last time I have left my house was to go to the Drivers Examination Station where I took my drivers permit test and.. I aced that shit! That’s right my friends, 100 percentage for THIS GUY! Six months from now and I can take my actual road test, will I pass that, only time will tell. All’s I know is that I passed this one with flying colors and I didn’t even take the damn drivers ed classes or anything. Who says you need 500 damn dollars to get your permit. Fuck that shit man, do it my way, wait a couple more years and it only costs you 10 dollars. I have yet to drive, but I’m very anxious about it. Watch out drivers, I am coming..
I am officially 18 years of age and, it has been a pretty crappy couple of days (other than Monday morning which I will get to later). I don’t know what the deal is, but I haven’t felt very good. Other than still being sick, I should feel like a million bucks, but I don’t. I don’t know if it has to do with Monday or something else. I guess it could maybe just be that I am ready for the whole school thing to be done and over with. I am so close that I can taste it and it tastes like cantaloupe. Above all of this wanting school to be over with business, I am worried about how the last month of my school days are going to go. Here is the dilemma..
My official last day of school and work is June 1. I would like to be moved out of my house as soon as possible. The plan right now is to move in with my brother Joe, his stupid bitch Michelle, Bobby, Dan, and Nicholas. Everything with them is square and all prepared. Now the only thing is how and when do I get all of my possessions into the house. Dan has offered to help me move, but he is going on a vacation a week or two earlier. So, he has offered to help the weekend before he leaves.
Now here comes the other debacle, I have a vacation to Manville literally the DAY after I’m done with school. We are leaving that Friday for the great manly cabin and I definitely DO NOT want to come back from a vacation with a move still waiting to be done. So, there is no question that I want all of my stuff moved by the time I leave for Mantastic Mania. The only question is, how will this get done? I guess I could move mostly all of my stuff the weekend Dan has offered to help, but then what? I am left at my Dad’s house for a week and four days with just a bed? That doesn’t sound very fun to me.
Anyways, let’s talk about the happenings of the 20 day of the month of March, aka my 18 birthday or better yet, the night of the 19 day of March. I started with the final NIW show of the Forest Lake VFW. We have had our ups and downs with this place and I think the general consensus is that everyone is happy that we are not going back to this venue. I get my new gear and I’ll have to tell ya, it feels very comfortable in the ring. Everybody says they like the pants, but not so much the top. I guess I’m going to try to find a new top or something.
My opponent for the night is “The Anarchist” Arik Cannon. This is the first time this man and me have met in any ring, anywhere. This is also my first singles match in MONTHS, so I am a little rusty, but out to prove that I am ready to step it up. I have a little cold and everything seems to be going against me for the night. The match begins and your favorite resident Anarchist starts throwing arm drags left and right and rolls me up.
I knew I wouldn’t have much luck in the beginning of the match so I scheduled a little “phone call” with the help of Dano and I get a little cheap shot on Cannon. I then precede to beat the crap out of him for a while. Chopping him from pillar to post, the crowd wanted chops and they got them, however they didn’t get them from who they wanted. Too bad for you idiots I guess.
Later in the match would see Cannon missing a Glimmering Warlock and me quickly rolling him up for the 1----2-----and three quarters. This ref sucks and I should have won. Another Glimmering Warlock miss later and I go for my leaping yakuza and miss. Cannon then got lucky with his chopping hand and hit me with nine, very, good ones. They fucking hurt!
Cannon gives me a small package and tries for the win and gets the three count… but not from the referee who was occupied with Dano at the time. “The Punisher” Rob James then decided to help a playa out and gave me the distraction I needed while I accidentally hit Cannon in the balls, ha! One running ass and kick to the head later, victory is mine! It was a nice little present for the birthday man.
Later that night after the ring gimmicks were taken care of myself, Bobby, Kim, Laura, Andrew, Brian, Malikite, Duke, Krazy, and Samantha headed to the sniff for a little celebration of my birthday. I’m not gonna lie to ya, I got my ass kicked! Well, I guess whipped is what I should say, because I actually did get my ass whipped. These girls abused me and it was painful. I was failing to see what the actual allure of the sniff was at that point because it wasn’t very fun getting beaten with your own belt, that was until later in the night when Nikki showed me what was what. Man she was fiiinnnneee!
After the sniff closed down, we all headed for Mystic Lake casino where I lost 20 dollars and it sucked. I wish we went over to Canterbury so I coulda played some poker, but I’m sure there will be another time for that. Everybody was exhausted and tired so we took off from the casino at around 7 in the AM hours. I got home around 8 AM and had some of the worst sleep ever for some reason. This was a REALLY fun night and I wish I could do it all over again.
Thanks to everybody who made it out to the sniff and the casino with me, without you guys I wouldn’t have had half as much fun. Also, thanks to everybody who commented me over the weekend and gave me birthday wishes and whatnot. I would thank you all individually, but it’s too many damn people. So this one goes out to you all. This weekend is the dance club with Allison and whoever else goes. This will also be the first time for that so hopefully it all goes well. I can’t cut a rug so hopefully someone shows me how. Anyway, time to go be lazy and watch American Idol or something. See ya later dudes.
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Trent Jones