We were sitting, eating a late dinner and watching wrestling.
I told Gary about the time i visited my sister in Philly and we went to get tattoos. The guy doing our tats was a manager for Extreme Championship Wrestlng and gave us tickets for a match that night! I was a huge wrestling fan, though my sis wasn't. We took a cab to a bad part of town and I met a wrestling journalist named Black Jack Brown--that was so cool! I was such a dork back then! :)
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