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Back in 2009 I attended a WWE house show. I remember it was Wrestlemania Weekend, I believe. The show itself isn't relevant, specifically, this isn't about the matches.
It was about an hour before the show began,I had nothing else to do, so I hung around the venue. I just sat in my seat with the few friends I had come with.
At one point, I needed to piss, so I got up and went to the bathrooms, what I saw there sticks with me today. The Usos were kissing each other with tongue, it's burned into my mind. Their eyes were fully open, staring at each other, tongues lashing and slopping between their lips, hands resting on each other's hips like a pair of high schoolers. It took them a splitsecond to notice me, but when they did, Jey brushed past me, bumped into my shoulder and muttered "sorry", before leaving the bathroom. Jimmy fled into a bathroom stall and locked it, I was taken aback. All I could do was do my business and leave. I never saw Jimmy leave.
I can't get the image of the Usos tongue kissing out of my head. This is why I can't, no, why I won't watch WWE.
