"Don't be a Fallopian Tube".
Dunno what it means, but it's what a fan yelled at me that finally got me out of the wrestling business.
Sure, I've heard things like--
"I'm going to kill you for what you did to my wife, Molesto", and "Just TELL US where the REST of our son's remains are, Molesto"...
But I never budged. I knew people wanted me to hang up the trunks for good, (And I did! Both Bobby and Jamie Trunks fought till the end!) but my love for pro wrestling continued to burn brightly. (Quite like the explosion from when I tried to remove all evidence of Ron Woodridge)
And I'd been a successful grappler for years. I'd even tangled with some formidable champions too. Particularly, Rosie Baynor-- 7th grade Spelling Bee Champion, but I digress.
But something about being warned against becoming a Fallopian tube...
There's just some fuh-king crazies out there, aren't there??!
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