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Damnit, I was gonna say that. First thing that came to mind. I'll go with, planning a trip to a theme park to look at rides he can't ride due to his heart condition.

Since a bunch of cruisers are gone. I'll take a guy who was one of the most over guys in wrestling, part of two of the edgiest groups of the late 90's. Then got over exposed and everyone hated him. But he was a solid worker, decent on the mic, so I'm taking him here. X-Pac

I find it funny you recognize Corino and not the Sandman Bob.

Once, my appendix burst. Funny story, well it's funny now. And it was funny to me at the time, but I'm like that. I went to work, my stomach was just churning over and over, I felt hungry so I got some chicken and within seconds of eating it threw it up. I figured I'd gotten some food poisoning or something, and called in sick the next day, having the next two days off anyways I assumed it be better by the time I was scheduled again. I wake up that morning still a little weak, but I'd only been drinking water and eating some chicken broth just to keep my self from dehydrating because I was pukey for three days. My manager called me and asked if I felt up to coming in, and I thought I'd be fine. So I go to work. I walk in, the front end manager stops me. "What happened to you?" "Huh? I think I got food poisoning or something, I'm just coming off that." "You look like shit." "Eh, I look like that sometimes." I go back and start to load up a cart in the produce cool and I start violently shaking, like uncontrollable shaking. One of the guys who I was replacing went and told the front end manager, and she told me to get my keys and she was driving me to the doctor that minute. She takes me to the IHC clinic that deals with "smaller" stuff, like stitches and crap. I sit shivering in their waiting room for fifteen minutes and the front end manager had to go back so I'm alone. The nurse calls me back to an examining room, the doctor shows up ten minutes after that and goes, "You are much too sick for us to deal with, you have to go to the ER." Since my ride left they call an ambulance to come get my ass. The ER doctor checks me out, I explain my weekend of vomit, and my theory on food poisoning. Another doctor comes in checking on my stomach poking me and asking if I was feeling any pain. None. They keep me in for observation for a couple days, the poking doc shows up every so often and jabs at my stomach asking if I feel any pain, still nothing. They give me solid food after two days for lunch. I wake up from a nap in AGONY. I page a nurse tell her my stomach feels like someone stabbed me, she smiles slightly. "Bout time your body reacted." The poke doctor shows up ten minutes later. "You have appendecitus. We can fix you now!" After the surgery the doctor told me realistically I should be dead since my appendix had already burst, it was completely black and gangrenous, the reason I was vomiting was because that was my bodies attempt to get the toxins out. So basically if I hadn't gone into work, I likely would have died because I was so out of it I couldn't have gotten myself to a doctor. I spent a couple days on some really cool pain killers. At one point I called my ex-wife, of which I recall none of the conversation. I was laid out at my grandparents place for awhile watching the Food Network. Post surgery crap kept draining from the drain tube they had in me. I was told it should drain fairly consistently for about 5 days and then start slowing off. It never really slowed off, and the doctor finally just pulled the drain tube after about a month because he didn't want skin to start grafting to it. Getting that tube out made me fell so much better, my health improved drastically after that. Also, getting the catheter pulled post-op is something I hope I never have to go through again in my life.

Sooooo I googled her. Ya' know, cause my interest was peaked. She kinda looks like the girl your less sociable friend/relative/acquaintance would hook up with once, fall madly in love with and be led around by his balls the rest of his life. Shame she's got cancer and all. Sorry you lot have to hear about it all the time. Also couldn't you just use the insult "common" as someone with no real distinguishing characteristics? "Common muck" I interpreted as generic, can be found anywhere, bland, not some class distinction.

Not to fuel the CenaHate, but there was a segment when he was sorta in limbo from the rapper heel after his face turn and before the Marine schtick that he did this Rock-esque rambling promo trying to ZING random people which just came off as bad, bad television. It was like your awkward cousin trying to cut a wrestling promo off the cuff.

I just have my mom, because my dad died in a car accident and my mom never remarried. I'm an only child too, so you'd think that I'd be a real momma's boy. In some ways I guess I am. like when I was pretty sick a couple years ago when my appendix burst and I was a stupid ass and didn't go to the hospital until I was nearly dead and she took a week off from her job as a teacher to come down and take care of me when I got out of the hospital. I never realized how much she sacrificed for me when I was a kid, how little I really went without even though she worked hard and we couldn't have had that much money. She does her best to embarrass me, and usually succeeds. She chides me for being an idiot all while laughing at whatever stupid thing I've just said or done. I forgot her birthday last year, rather the day passed without me realizing what day it was, so I did a quick HOLY SHIT I"M AN IDIOT make up gift. It was a little necklace with a ruby (her birthstone), and the next time I saw her she'd made sure to wear it and thanked me for it. That's the kind of mom I have. I do stupid shit, and she forgives me for it. Fuck, I'm crying.

Best Man Lance in his wrestling gear is both awesome, and sad.

This was the guy I almost wanted to take and split up the team. I never really saw Kronus as much of an asset as a singles competitor. He seemed at his best feeding off Saturn. Then again, I saw super fat Kronus in XPW, and that just destroyed my image of him.

Paul Heyman's whole, "You made wrestling a dirty word, Vince" promo came to mind.

ACtually I can see Number 16 Bus Shelter being some cute story about how the parents met during a rain storm and the bus was running terribly late, and they started chatting and had a kid. Or someone just keeps track of where they got knocked up, so Number 16 joins his brother Miata Backseat, and Prom Night Dancefloor.

I love that gif. When I watched the video at the point he wanted it done, I just started busting up laughing.

I find it odd that Number 16 Bus Shelter is okay, but Keenan Got Lucy wasn't. Seems kind of a wash in stupidity to me. In Brazil, I met a kid named Carademerda or Shit-Face. Brazil it seems that there are orbitrary laws that are enforced at random by the people who happen to be working when you want to legally make you child a citizen. Another couple I knew had a little girl named, Hemilei (Emily) and they had to go with the weird spelling because the worker wouldn't let them have a non-Portuguese letter in the name (y) and that a girls name couldn't start with simply an "e" because that was a masculine way of spelling things. Yet someone let Carademerda fly in the same town.

Occasionally I've spit, that's it.

I do need someone who can take ballshots.

Hiroyoshi Tenzan Rather than go for the calculated risk, I'm gonna grab Chono's partner here. They work well as a team, and more likely than not I'll use them as a brash foreigner heel team, although they could play bad ass faces as well. The guy is a three time G1 Climax champion, multiple time tag team champion, and one of the more innovative wrestlers in the sport being the brain child for moves such as the Buffalo Sleeper and the Anaconda Vice and super-tasty Anaconda Cross. At this point I have 7 guys who have been world champions in their respective promotions. Not too shabby I think.

Honestly I'd never heard of him before he stole a spot in the draft, and I haven't seen him since. Actually it got to the point where it was fun to see who he'd pick up because you knew it was going to be someone off the wall.

Yeah, Drury's picking people who already went got old fast though.

Masahiro Chono Chono is another guy who I can't let slide at this point, and it's highly probable his partner will still be around by the time I pick again. If not he's a capable main event level guy, and while he won't be able to cut a promo for me, his face kicking goodness and decent enough work rate will more than overcome the language barrier.

*****

*Hornflash*

*Accompanies the spoons on a Sousaphone with bitchin' Hornflashes for Czech*

Raise of hands who had Nikita on tap? *raises hand*

He's one half of two viable teams, so your options are plentiful.

The first go around, I didn't really have a plan for Kane, but I was like. Shit, I gotta get him. Then I figured something out later on, which I actually was kinda happy with.