Retard Girl

well, that sucks. because me... i'm cool

i luv you <3

i enjoyed reading this

you know... you bring up Deuce and Domino. where were these two before they were sucked into this gimmick they have? and after the gimmick runs its course, we'll most likely never hear from either one of them again. unless they become jobbers. you know what i'm saying? one person could write as a tag team... we could pull a WWE and just drop people without warning XD it is a lot of writing too, for one person. how about retiring the tag titles for now? what other titles are there? seriously... i don't know.

me too. we should talk.

i said ilu

i've had this song stuck in my head for days now.

dumpy XD ilu.

You're sir, are wrong. i'm a girl... sir

hahahaaa, i got sick of 94.5 a long frickin time ago (though this might have something to do with me not liking rap much). plus i hate it when the neighbours play that station at those super-loud volumes that shake the house, but they don't turn it down during a commercial. because i love to hear about Urban Outfitters at 120 decibles :/ WAAF sucks ass now. the last three times i turned on that station they were playing Jump Around by House of Pain. THAT'S NOT ROCK. they used to be the only hard station. boo hoo. ANYWAY, songs that should be banned- - Who Let the Dogs Out? - Macarena (even though i haven't heard this in a decade, it was overplayed so much that i need about three decades to get over it) - Whoomp! There it is. - Celebrate Good Times, Come On! heard at every party, dance, wedding, etc.

geezus, she gets more skeletal with each passing day, it seems.

those aren't disgusting.

it must be true, 'cause i heard it on the news.

fucking political ads

if you vote for Hillary, it means you don't want a black man in office. if you vote for Obama, it means you don't want a woman in office.

i still don't see the big deal about pregnant sixteen year olds. these people must have never been to my high school.

best reply ever.

You had to be searching for this kid. like a pedo buffet.

january 14 already happened, mister booker. *hands you a calander*

SUPER SEKRIT B00KING!! shhhhh, still in negotiations STAY TUNED!

1pm It's a sunny but cold day in Chicago, and there is a buzz of activity at the Sears Centre. The somewhat still afternoon air is soon disrupted by the roar of a diesel engine and the squealing of tires. A big black Dodge pickup truck is seen screeching around the corner, Slayer blaring out of the windows, the sun's reflection blinding off the chrome grill. Eventually the truck slams to a stop, landing perfectly in a parking space in the back of the lot. We see the back of the truck; on it's tailgate, Princess of Hardcore is written in sparkly ultraviolet script. The driver's door opens and Taiga Star jumps out, carrying a large black and purple Hello Kitty duffel bag and wearing dark blue carpenter jeans and a black hoodie. She crosses the expanse of parking lot, avoiding the patches of ice. She enters through a door in the back of the arena and after the clear and bright winter day the darkness is blinding. Eventually Taiga runs into Ben Hardy. "Taiga Star, the new girl! How are ya?" he asks. "You... you're not on the card tonight." "I know, but I figured I'd show up anyway, see if anything comes up. If not, then I'll sell popcorn or something. Not like I have anywhere better to be." Taiga says. Ben nods. "Yeah well I'll see you around." He goes off to wherever he was going before. Taiga continues through the building until she finds a locker room. ~~~~~~~~~~~ 4:30pm Taiga's path from the locker room to the cafeteria brings her past the office. Outside the door is the lineup for tonight's show. She looks at it, expecting her name not to be there. She is surprised when her name is listed. "Oh, I am on the card! A hardcore match." She smiles evilly. "JJ Johnson. I don't know who that is, but no matter. A hardcore match! I love me a hardcore match!" She practically skips away in joy. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Twenty minutes before the show Taiga stands alone in front of a SWF backdrop; wearing her usual wrestling gear of cut off camo pants, a black tank top, black kneepads, big black boots, black wristguards and black tape around her fists. Wouldn't you know it, she's about to cut a promo. For someone that's not very good at promos, she sure seems to like doing them. "So I wasn't scheduled to be in the Clusterfuck. That's okay, I know I'm the new girl and all that, I need to earn my spot, yadda yadda. Maybe next year, yeah? Because I'm sure, that by this time next year, there will be no way I'll be overlooked for an event of this magnitude. "I came to the arena today, not expecting to wrestle at all. But I came anyway. You never know what will come up, what kind of job you could be asked to do, what kind of match might be thrown at you. It seems that there was a bit of space for them to fill tonight, so a Hardcore match was bestowed upon me. Let me just say how much I love hardcore matches. I wish that I had some sort of an advanced notice of this..." Taiga thinks a moment. "Though, how would I be told about a match that hadn't been booked yet? "No matter. I only wish that I had time to adequately prepare for the occasion. Oh no, don't take that as fear or trepidation on my part. In preparing, I mean going shopping! That's right, everyone knows how much a woman loves to shop. Especially me, especially for hardcore accessories! There's nothing like hitting up the local hardware store to gather up some imaginative weaponry to use. "But that's okay, I'll make due with what is available. Story of my life, it seems, making due with what is available. Using what I have. If the only thing I have to use is my fists, then so be it." She raises her fists and looks at them. One can't see the scars there under the tape, but she knows they are there. The scars are the proof of the hard-knock life she has had. "My opponent for this evening is JJ Johnson. Of course I don't know a whole lot about him, but I'm sure that will change by the end of tonight. He doesn't know anything about me either, but he will. He will know. He will know the force of a woman. "Some people might not take a girl too seriously, especially in a hardcore situation. He'd better take me seriously tonight, anything less than his full force will make me laugh. I have no qualms about beating up a man, he'd better have no qualms about beating up a woman. Any hesitation on his part will prove to me his weakness. It doesn't matter that he's bigger than me. I'll take on anyone of any size. Backing down isn't in my being. It's not something I've ever done, and I'm not planning on starting now. "Tonight, everyone will see just how hardcore a woman can be, after I'm done with Johnson, beating him into a pulp and smearing his blood all over the ring. I will stand tall. So it is said... so it is done." Taiga walks off camera, ending the promo. ~~~~~~~~~~~

that part amused me to no end. especially the "WØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØØ". classic.

maybe he was giving the monkey shotguns, ever think of that?

i was trying to come up with some witty graphic about "rats on acid" but then i realized the effort would be for nothing.

I'll reply if once I get a chance to read it. All I need is a super slow day at work. ... does tomorrow work? -Annie i just ask because i'm having a hard time transitioning from the type of results i've been used to reading, and typing out the style of matches y'all write. and... yeah. stuff. and crap.