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Have It Your Way

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  "Let's fly with our eyes closed, eyelids shut. The Pegasus of Perfection always kno ws the way." Sigh... I cut people off in my immediate vicinity like a bad driver tyring their best to showboat with no where to actually go. Or be even. I do all of this for the honor of the sport I loved since I was about 6 years old. I do this to put multicolored socks in the mouths of those that actually shouldn't even have the privledge to be standing across the ring from me. I do this for the yesteryear and all the former wrestlers and ambitious competitors that selflessly moved on or understood that it's not what they want be a part of anymore. And yes, I've said this before. I do this for the  sturdy folks that think I couldn't do it. Everyone here is an Oreo Blizzard and I'm hungry as fuck for sweets.  My appetite hasn't been satisfied yet. I'll eat all of you one or five at a times in no particular order like a trip to the Department of Motor Vehicles

Swap The Sheets Over

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  "It's procedure. Deal with it." I am going to beat you like a whole drum, Jason Christopher, and I don't even have money or a thought to ever sharing the ring with  you ever again after it happens. Y ou're going to Naruto sprint to your other opportunities like you didn't like your boss in the first five months at a new job. I am not a trending fad or some popular thing that will just go away for a while because you want it to. I do this like a teenager knowing he's going to be by himself all evening. Fleshlight.  Flash lights. I don't even want to go there like Paris. Fuck the Eifel Tower. I'm my own tower with my ego sprinkled on top like how I like my eggs over easy. I'm built too tough for what you can post for likes, memes, approval, doodles... you're a hen in a LIONS DEN, my friend. Buckle up. I make the rules. And don't be mad at me. Be mad at them because they set you up for this, dumbass, like pawns before a game of chess. Y