December 17, 2005

WORDS TO LIVE BY

When I was a child we occasionally watched professional wrestling on the old B & W. This was before the days of buff superfreaks, and elaborate choreography. These guys had hairy backs and beer guts, and wore home-made masks.

There was a tag team once, and one of the team members was called the Masked Marvel, and I recall one of the opponents ripping off the Marvel's mask during a bout.

The old man's drinking buddy, Shorty, was watching, and he looked at my father and said "If that son of a bitch had done that to me, I'd kick him in the nuts so hard it'd be too rainy to fish."

I found that sentiment very worldly at the time. Sagacious, and profound. I still do.

Posted by Velociman at December 17, 2005 9:09 PM
Comments

Hey V-man...I'm drunk right now. Are you drunk right now? I was just wondering because I'm drunk right now. Nice post. I thinmkk you're a freakin' poet laureat...

Posted by: David K. at December 17, 2005 10:57 PM

Unfortunately I am sober right now. I must take the Children to eucharist tomorrow. Although I will huff my share of wine.

Posted by: Velociman at December 17, 2005 11:02 PM

A-freaking-men!

And I don't mean that homosexually.

Posted by: David K. at December 17, 2005 11:09 PM

I once met Sputnik Monroe in a bowling alley. The fucker wasn't much taller than I am, but he was that wide, too.

Posted by: Acidman at December 18, 2005 12:49 AM

hah hah hah hah haaaaah hah hah. Nothing like Velociman for the holidays...

Posted by: rankin' rob at December 18, 2005 12:18 PM

Ahh, pro wrestlers. I once enjoyed an entire Atlanta - Montreal flight wedged into a first-class window seat next to Abdullah the Butcher.

"If that son of a bitch had done that to me, I'd kick him in the nuts so hard it'd be too rainy to fish." That's a keeper, Bub. I will be stealing that one.

Posted by: Elisson at December 18, 2005 11:05 PM
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