I was going to write a long post about Erin and I went hiking in Big Basin last Saturday and the great time we had playing with Giant Salamanders and such, but time is a void and all that nonsense so I decided to instead post about something we’ve been doing the past few nights before bed.
We guffaw loudly to such classic editorializing as (paraphrased) “Bischoff kept asking Hogan who he saw in the mirror? What was happening? Idiot.” There is also much to laugh about when reading about Hogan’s movie career (such as it was,) consisting of movies such as No Holds Barred, Suburban Commando, Mr. Nanny, and Santa with Muscles. Don’t ask about Thunder in Paradise.
More fun was had when I acted out the hilarious skits done in WCW to promote PPVs. Example Number One: Spin the Wheel, Make The Deal, which climatically ends with laser beams coming out of Sting’s and Jake “The Snake” Robert’s eyes and the entire room exploding. Also: Cheatum the evil one-eyed midget.
Here’s a tip for couples everywhere: the healing power of laughter goes far to establishing a basis for a relationship; therefore it’s in your best interest to read commentary critical of badly-produced Pay-Per-View-hocking minimovies of the mid- to late-80s to each other before retiring to bed each night.
Good night, whazzmaster.com.