>>18777095> oil YI used to watch wrestling back in the 90s… y’know, back when it was good. Back when you had Stone Cold Steve Austin drinking beer, The Rock yelling about pie, and the Undertaker trying to murder his own brother with fire. It was violent, it was stupid, and it was perfect. But somewhere along the way… I stopped watching. And now, when I turn on WWE, I don’t even recognize it anymore. Everyone looks like they just got out of a crossfit class, half the show is about Twitter feuds, and the commentary sounds like three malfunctioning GPS units arguing about what road to take.
What happened? How did something that was once so simple — big sweaty guys pretending to fight each other — turn into… whatever the hell this is? Today… I’m gonna talk about what it’s like to be a lapsed WWE fan. And why sometimes… maybe it’s better to just leave your memories back in 1999.
But first, I need to call Domino’s and see if they’ll let me pay for a pizza with expired Chuck E. Cheese tokens. I think I still got a few in my sock drawer.
