I’ve joined the club. The HWF. W stands for wrestling, F stands for federation, and you can guess what the H stands for. I make my amateur Pro Wrestling debut this Thursday night pending my ability to get an outfit. I go by “Category 5” and will be joining the guys in our mattress arena on 2nd East. Last week we had a smashing performance in which the Natural Hazard was “knocked out” by the new guy Too Cool A.J. Hawk. It was a real shame. I was rooting for the Natural Hazard. And after his jump off of the lounge table onto Shadow Dragon I thought he was untouchable. But a whack with the wet floor sign changed all that.
On the other end of my life, I’m trying to prepare for a test. I hate essay tests. The teachers always give you a bunch of questions and you have to prepare for them all. I wish they could do it orally; I’d do so much better. So now I’m trying to relate platonic thought to themes from Lewis’s book. It’s not such a bad thing, except that it is 70 degrees out and I’m dying to get out.
2 comments:
I'm Goona root for Shadow Dragon. Sounds like HWF is amazing.
You should show me some moves when you get back.
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