Alright. Let’s do this. Legit. Motherfuckers. Whoops. There goes the ad revenue that doesn’t exist. Jesus. Mary. And Joseph. There they were. Little baby Jesus. [more…]
The State of the Wrestling Address. 2024.
On this day. I see clearly. But I don’t. At all. tbf. I just wanted to start this off by saying something akin to… like… [more…]