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Still no job. I suck. I better call Wal-Mart TONIGHT, or I'se be fucked.
On the good side of things, Nirvana's With the Lights Out came out last Tuesday, and I could barely make it through the checkout line without creaming my pants. I've been waiting TEN FUCKING YEARS (almost) for this thing, and let me tell ya, it has not disappointed. If you're a big Nirvana fan, FUCKING BUY THIS.
Another ScW show come and gone, and let me tell ya, it was a pretty tough night for Buff E Nuff. Those 5 second matches are killer. VERY good show as a whole though. I suggest everyone buy it on VHS or DVD when (OR IF) we have them available. Everyone should also wish Gixx a speedy recover, so he can get back in the ring and do what he loves again. Much love to ya Colby, you're the fucking man.
Drunk people are easy to manipulate. At the after-show party, I managed to not only make Bunker take his shirt off in the freezing cold outside (he wanted a hug, but was covered in shaving cream), but I also probably managed to make him puke, 'cuz I made him chase after me. Bwa ha ha ha ha. You poor bastard, Bunk. But I still love you.
Lotta great shows coming up. Make sure and go to the next NWA: No Limits show, 'cuz it's gonna kick ass. Speaking of No Limits, here's a word of advice: NEVER EAT CAKE AROUND THE OWNERS OF NWA: NO LIMITS. Why you ask? Well, it was RCW's (or NWA: Revolution) first show under the NWA banner, and the return of JayRep, so naturally somebody assumed there should be cake. Me being the kinda person that likes cake, I took a piece, and was very much looking forward to eating it. So I go outside to eat it, and I find myself talking to Big Evil (one of No Limits' owners). He asks me, "Hey, does your cake smell funny?"
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Now any idiot with half a brain knew where this would go... but oh no, not me. I stick my nose right up to the cake. Now thanks to my quick reaction time due to too many videogames in my youth, the cake did NOT get on my nose. It did, however, get all over the ground. Which meant no cake for me. I coulda cried. It looked really good, and yet, I will never know. So there, I taught you all something. Cake around the Evils: BAD.
Come to our next ScW show on the 18th, it should be pretty damn good. Make sure to bring a weapon for Nick Stonewall, Wesley Thornton, and Shane Alatorre to kill themselves with. And somebody better bring a god damn toilet lid for them to use.
On the good side of things, Nirvana's With the Lights Out came out last Tuesday, and I could barely make it through the checkout line without creaming my pants. I've been waiting TEN FUCKING YEARS (almost) for this thing, and let me tell ya, it has not disappointed. If you're a big Nirvana fan, FUCKING BUY THIS.
Another ScW show come and gone, and let me tell ya, it was a pretty tough night for Buff E Nuff. Those 5 second matches are killer. VERY good show as a whole though. I suggest everyone buy it on VHS or DVD when (OR IF) we have them available. Everyone should also wish Gixx a speedy recover, so he can get back in the ring and do what he loves again. Much love to ya Colby, you're the fucking man.
Drunk people are easy to manipulate. At the after-show party, I managed to not only make Bunker take his shirt off in the freezing cold outside (he wanted a hug, but was covered in shaving cream), but I also probably managed to make him puke, 'cuz I made him chase after me. Bwa ha ha ha ha. You poor bastard, Bunk. But I still love you.
Lotta great shows coming up. Make sure and go to the next NWA: No Limits show, 'cuz it's gonna kick ass. Speaking of No Limits, here's a word of advice: NEVER EAT CAKE AROUND THE OWNERS OF NWA: NO LIMITS. Why you ask? Well, it was RCW's (or NWA: Revolution) first show under the NWA banner, and the return of JayRep, so naturally somebody assumed there should be cake. Me being the kinda person that likes cake, I took a piece, and was very much looking forward to eating it. So I go outside to eat it, and I find myself talking to Big Evil (one of No Limits' owners). He asks me, "Hey, does your cake smell funny?"
.....
Now any idiot with half a brain knew where this would go... but oh no, not me. I stick my nose right up to the cake. Now thanks to my quick reaction time due to too many videogames in my youth, the cake did NOT get on my nose. It did, however, get all over the ground. Which meant no cake for me. I coulda cried. It looked really good, and yet, I will never know. So there, I taught you all something. Cake around the Evils: BAD.
Come to our next ScW show on the 18th, it should be pretty damn good. Make sure to bring a weapon for Nick Stonewall, Wesley Thornton, and Shane Alatorre to kill themselves with. And somebody better bring a god damn toilet lid for them to use.