So I have come to the realization...well ok...the realization came along time ago...like years ago...
Anyway!
I need to find a man who is as lame as I am, and loves the rastlings.
It's really no joke how much I used to be obsessed with it.
I used to know every move's name and how to do it.
I also new every finisher those damn wrestlers had.
And I can sing every intro song...well almost every one. Not the new ones.
Granted I haven't really watched wrestling in the past few months.
I still talk about it, and love it.
I can talk for hours, and have :D
I just need to cut out the middle man and bag me a wrestler!
I mean everyone who knows me says I'm going to end up marrying one anyway.
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