You ain't seen nothin' until you've seen a drunken Charlotte standing on her seat shouting "RED PANTS RED PANTS" at the top of her lungs. Only wrestling can do that to a gal.
as pathetic as is can be sometimes (and it can be pathetic) I liken it to watching ameteur theatre, pantomime or a soap opera. It's all about the show. Theatrics, Pyrotechnics, athleticism, it's all designed to appeal to the base instincts of people. Boo the bad guys, cheer the good guys, watch people pretend to hurt each other. I love watching it, I used to watch it with my nephews, and they loved Saturday mornings watching it. I'd explain it realistically to them, show them how it's faked, and they would get a great kick out of being able to see the tricks as they were happening.
I may be trying to overcompensate for the obvious childishness of liking it, but I think it's great fun that can be enjoyed on other levels other than the one that it first suggests.
Indeed. See, and when I do something like that for shock value or entertainment I get sent to a shrink. Maybe next time I'll rub myself down with lard and film it?
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You ain't seen nothin' until you've seen a drunken Charlotte standing on her seat shouting "RED PANTS RED PANTS" at the top of her lungs. Only wrestling can do that to a gal.
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I may be trying to overcompensate for the obvious childishness of liking it, but I think it's great fun that can be enjoyed on other levels other than the one that it first suggests.
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Watch people deliberately cut themselves open with razors, fuck it up and require a dozen stitches...
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