It's been a busy week so I've been catching up on this past Thursday's Impact Wrestling a little bit at a time on my DVR and I just got to the halfway point...
I honestly could not believe what I was seeing. This is supposed to be an entertainment show, and yet I'm watching three old, fat guys sitting in a room talking about what they liked and what they didn't like about a certain wrestler?? Are you fucking serious?!
So the brain-trust (and I use that term loosley) at TNA got together and said, "Ok, brothers, this is gonna be our first live show so we gotta make sure we do something big! Something that's really gonna WOW 'em! [thinking].....I know! Let's put Bruce, Tazz, and Al in a room and they can talk about Joey Ryan! It should look like something out of an 8AM business meeting at a used car dealership! I've seen those before and, oh my God, brother, they're a real hoot!"
And everyone nodded in agreement.
At no point did anyone raise their hand and suggest that no one on the planet called Earth could give even half a shit about this?
So because I'm a die-hard fan I pressed on through it, right? I muscled my way past the gag reflex on behalf of the greater good just so I could bring you a detailed report on the show, right?
Fuck to the No!
I turned that shit off faster than if I had just received a text message alerting me to a booty call!
I may be nothing but a simple wrestling fan, but the zombies will be breaking down MY door before they ever even sniff the air at the fucking Impact Zone because not only are the people running that show completely lacking in grey matter, but the dumbasses in the crowd who are actually excited about it couldn't make a member of the Walking Dead's mouth water if they dunked their head in melted butter and shook it under his nose.
The last word for this post is "Fuck TNA!" Now, discuss!
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