How many of us have them? Friends. Ones we can depend on. Friends.
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How many of us have them? Friends. Ones we can depend on. Friends.
I have a Rolodex of names I can call on for a favor. Will they answer? Maybe. Depends on if they can forget why they hate me long enough.
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I pick up and throw people for a living in glittery spandex. Here’s an example of that.
If I lose this match, I’ll buy everyone in North America a beer.
What does victory look like? A grin from ear to ear? An ab for every zero in his yearly gross? A hand raised in a “shocking” formation ready to pounce? #ec3 is victory. Victory is #ec3.
A great Dr. named Frankenstein once loathed humanity so badly that he created a monster of a man in his own image. That’s what a man of muscle ridden integrity and ass kickerery wants to do to every thin lipped dink, whiny little ninny, or overweight mouth breathing sack of sad that claims to be their “competition.” Either turn them from disgrace into an abomination, or leave them laying where they once stood. Have a nice Saturday guys.
Even when I don’t win, I still win.