It almost seemed cruel to do. But Gar wasn’t the one who made the decision. Management did. Gar smirked as he looked at the title that he had on over his shoulder. He was wearing a tiger printed loin cloth over a pair of jungle themed speedos. His lucky spear held in his hand as he slowly trotted his way to the ring. His record was currently undefeated...And considering the twink he was supposed to be fighting today? He was pretty sure it was going to stay that way for a long time. “Management isn’t even trying to give me a challenge these days! These poor boys. They’re practically feeding you guys to me.” Gar said with a smirk as he got into the ring, laying the spear down on his corner outside of the ring. “I told them I wanted a challenge, not a chew toy!”















