Socko would have peeled the bat off Mick’s chest, called 911, and then given him cloth-to-mouth resuscitation until the EMTs arrived.
And yet he’ll lose the actual match, thereby rendering him a red giant.
Maybe if Reigns had accepted the $800 to give up his seat in the WWE it wouldn’t have come to this.
My entire point was that it happens to every single wrestler, not just undercard ones...but honestly you’re still right and, reading my comment back, I come off as less sympathetic than I intended.
Let’s also not forget who he’s buddies with...
He was a decent announcer initially, but he’s been completely intolerable since coming back. It’s maddening how much he telegraphs the false finishes. If he yells “BALLGAME!” the person is typically kicking out at two.
bradshaw was a boring wrestler and is a terrible announcer and a grade-A asshole by all accounts who definitely never messed with brock or kurt angle during their tenures but never forget that all 5'7" of joey styles knocked his ass the fuck out on an airplane once
Me, too. Tiny heels, wide across the toes — duck feet. Shoes with laces or adjustable straps are the way to go.
My problem is that I have what I call “expressive pinky toes”.. meaning that they just like to spread out and help with my balance. I can actually move them without moving the rest of my feet. It’s a little weird.
She was living in the forest, of course she had wounds.
Actually did it, it actually worked, and it’s such a weird feeling to *not* be hearing noise. Doesn’t last nearly long enough, though.
More MO posts. I don’t care if it’s about what she had for dinner. The nostalgia is real :(
I feel bad for him. But her? Screw that. She should have listened to him more carefully, or, you know, not drunk the Kool-Aid and done some research. The only good thing to come of this is that maybe, just maybe, people like this will turn on him in 2020.
Sometimes, the free market actually works the way it is supposed to. This is one of those times. I have chosen to enjoy this moment by throwing my head back and laughing loudly.
Give him space. And even loving someone as much as you do is still coupled with the familiarity and pattern you’ve been in for awhile. Meaning: we humans like stasis. Our bodies (hello, weight!) and our minds/emotions (hello, the reason books like, “who moved my cheese?” were written) crave stasis. That’s why it’s…
I feel your pain, but if it gives you comfort — if they want to be with you, they will find a way to be with you. This is raw right now. Your job is to now just assume a) he’s not that into you b) if he is, he’ll sort it out c) there are always loads of other people out there for you.
Especially if your poodle starts to talk and say things like “girl, we can fix it so it looks like an accident.”
DON’T text him.