hi 😅 I'm a mostly-housebound cripple and live gig invoice-to-invoice, due to a divorce & low seizure threshold have gone through my usual post-taxprep season cushion faster than hoped. & today I found my window shattered
if you've dollars to spare or remote gigs I'd be grateful 🫶
"Hey, Sheik. You're my favorite person. Dark Sheik, you have watched me temper tantrum and act annoyed, because somehow I oopsie-daisied a bit of a gay revolution. And you have to watch me pace around like Celine Dion, like a diva, when you are what I aspire to be. You were the first promoter to fly Effy anywhere, you run shows every two weeks with the most diverse roster at Hoodslam I've ever seen.
You! You taught me that if you think you're correct and you can prove it, fuck whatever the fuck they tell us is right! I was satisfied after Philly to call it quits here 'cause I didn't think our country was full of fascist fucks who hate people who aren't them, who are better than them, who are true to themselves, who do not lie to the world about what they stand for like you and they are trying to fuck us!
And God bless that we can have a little escape in here and have fun and see stars and watch wrestling and meet people that are like us. Until they stop fucking with my friends, until they make a country that is safe outside of this room, until… until those fucking Nazis are afraid again, this isn't just a wrestling show! This is the fucking people! And we are bringing you the magic of pro-wrestling the way you taught me it should be! I love you all, Dark Sheik the floor is yours."