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These results are nonsensical, if WWE really wanted to establish Smackdown in its new Timeslot, they would have done both title changes. I can sort of understand the reasoning though, there's no sense in doing title changes when the show is being pre-empted for Baseball in 90% of the country, none of whom will be able to figure out that it will be on Saturday night instead.

I don't nescessarily disagree with WWE pushing guys like Conway and Masters, even if they don't get heat, the bottom line is, at least they're pushign new and different talent. The first step is establishing guys legitimacy in the ring by giving them wins, you can work on the crowd reaction later.

I'm sorry, I know not everyone feels the way I do, but after seeing stuff like This There's no way I can justify donating any of my money to relief organizations for this disaster. I don't mean any racist overtones because what I have to say applies to people of all races, white, black, whatever, but my tax money has been giving these people aid for their entire lives, and will probobly continue to do so for a couple years after that. Why should I feel bad for these people, anyone that had anything significant to lose due to this pakced their bags and fled days before it happened. These people that stuck around didn't have anything to lose in the first place, and are merely taking advantage of their prediciment.

Smackdown is being pre-empted in both markets that I get UPN Affiliates from, CT and NY, so they're fucked.

http://cgi.ebay.com/SEALED-CASE-of-50-WWF-...oryZ309QQrdZ1QQ Wow, 50 copies of the worst WWF show of all time. This works out to about 7.75 a tape. Makes a great door prize for your annual or semi-annual Savio Vega or Mable Fan Club meetings! In all seriousness though, this is a really great deal that I'm giving serious contemplation to http://cgi.ebay.com/WWF-Lot-of-31-Factory-...1QQcmdZViewItem

I'm pretty sure the Samoan Swat Team was Samu and Fatu.

Ok, I gopt my tapes today, all sealed, as expected, but really now someone at Coliseum Video must have had a really bizarre sense of humor or something when they came up with these pack in gicks. Keychains, Post Cards, ETC. make sense, but World Tour 1991 came with an ID Tag Holder. World Tour 1992 comes with a fly swatter. Crunch Classics has a textbook cover attacked to it. Invasion 1992 had a whistle, and Supertape 1992 has a letter opener / magnfine glass. I mean, it's nice to see the extra gifts, but some of these things just defy logic and reason.

That's good to hear. I did end up going for the big lot of tapes, it's being shipped UPS Ground so It'll probobly be here by the end of the week. Good lord though, look at this http://cgi.ebay.com/WWF-Lot-of-850-Factory...1QQcmdZViewItem Too bad they only managed to get their hands on the compilation tapes which aren't too special or valuable. Imagine if he had a box that big full of copies of the WWF Magazine Exclusive IYH 2 and Mind Games tapes?

I've been buying DVD regularly since '99, I haven't bought any brand new VHS tapes in years. The only thing I have left on VHS is my giant collection of wrestling, most of which will likely never be released officially on DVD, but even then I'm in the process of copying most of what I have to blank DVD-R's, due to space concerns with VHS tapes.

Smackdown womens title? But uh...Smackdown doesn't have any women wrestlers. Can Melina work? I know for a fact Stacy, Christy Hemme, and any of the other bimbos on the show. I think that Jillian chick can work, but they need to get tat fucking thing off her face first. In fact, now that I think about it, this kind of bothers me. They decide for whatever reason that nearly all of Paul Londons moveset is dangerous, and thus should be banned for safety concerns, yet they stick these women out there who don't have any clue about even the basic fundamentals of working a match out there and make them have a match. If the women like Trish and Lita who actually ARE trained to work end up with constant injuries because of the fact that they aren't very good, what happens to these women like Stacy and Christy when asked to do somethiung more complicated then kick, slap or pull hair?

http://www.rentmydaughter.com/ Is this a joke, or for real? Is it like a rental service for Pedo's masquarding as some sort of child work program?

Any chance it'll delve into his breif foray into Dentistry?

For god know whatever reason, WWE released 2 different versions of Wrestlemania when they re-issued them. The Legacy set was the big ass box set which had 1-13, all completely uncut and restored from their original Closed Circuit / PPV Airings, which is how these DVDs damn well better be if I'm gonna spend 300 bones on the set. Then, in 1998 they released the whole Wrestlemania set individually. The individual tapes were produced in extended play and copied to these cheap as shit plastic VHS tapes which would fall apart after two or three plays., I swear I've repaired my copy of WM 9 atleast 3 times now. Anyways, these shows for whatever reason appear to be edited version of the original Coliseum Video releases, missing some backstage skits and promos. The matches are all in tact though.

Q*Bert, Donkey Kong, and The Egg from Burgertime

http://news.gaminghorizon.com/media2/1124280420.2024.html Meh, these prices don't scare me, I'll still get one and then have a good laugh when the price is lowerd by 100 bucks a year later.

The Allied Powers was never meant to be a long term gimmick, it was just a placeholder for an eventual Bulldog vs Luger feud. Besides, The Smoke Gunns winning the belts back on RAW made for a much greater markout moment then two roided has-beens winning them.

You want hot women? Order the fuckin Spice Channel. I want mother fucking wrestling. Oh eyah, and comparing Stacy Keibler and Jacky Gayda was a joke, neither one of them are versed in even the basic fundamentals of working a match.

Huh? Christy Hemme was visibly lost in the ring when she wasn't doing her kicking act or botching the Twist of Fate, she was not a wrestler. Calling Stacy Keibler "competant" in the ring is a laugh, Stacy Keibler makes Jackie Gayda look like Bull Nakano. Torrie Wilson and this other chick aren't wrestlers either, and probobly never will be. Why do these bimbos still have a job again? They don't sell merchandise, they don't draw, they put the crowd to sleep. I mean, they seem to pop ratings for some reason beyond my ability to comprehend, but even that's likely just a coincidence. Oh yeah, and not only were you the only person in the room of people you were watching RAW with to recognize Torrie Wilson's entrance music, but you were also the only person on the face of the planet to do so as well.

I'd like to see Bret vs Doink and everything that followed it from Summerslam 1993 on the disc.

I need this tape. <{POST_SNAPBACK}> Monday Night RAW 2-7-94 Featuring Vicne Mcmahon and Bastion Booger on commentary, including Booger eatiung some dog biscuits as a rip on RAW being pre-empted for the dog show.

Rob Bartlett was long gone by October. The main announce team for RAW for October 1993 would have been Vince, Lawler, and Savage. After Lawler was pulled off TV in November, I seem to rmember them shifting around a lot of guest announcers including Jim Cornette, Johnny Polo and Bastion Booger a few times. The syndicated shows were Jim Ross and Gorilla Monsoon, with occaisional fill ins from Johnny Polo.

What a load of shit this show was.Eddie vs Rey was full of blow spots, maybe **1/2 stars at best. 3 DUDs US Title, Matt vs Edge, and Batista vs JBL. Jericho vs Cena, Undertaker vs Orton, and Angle vs Eugene was maybe * to ** tops. What makes this show worse is that it wasn't really outright bad which at least make it entertaining, it was just kind of "there". My friends and I were all beginning to fall asleep by the time Undertaker and Orton came out. It was just a really really boring show overall.

http://www.snopes.com/politics/humor/raplyrics.asp Apparently this has been making the round via e-mail with the tag that some kid wrote it for a contest for school. Seems far too vulgar for that, but it's still hilarious regardless. Artist: Notorious B.I.G. Album: Ready to Die Song: One more chance (remix) Lyrics: First things first, I poppa, freaks all the honeys Dummies — playboy bunnies, those wantin' money Those the ones I like 'cause they don't get nathan' But penetration, unless it smells like sanitation Garbage, I turn like doorknobs Heart throb, never, black and ugly as ever However, I stay coochied down to the socks Rings and watch filled with rocks TRANSLATION: As a general rule, I perform deviant sexual acts with women of all kinds, including but not limited to those with limited intellect, nude magazine models, and prostitutes. I particularly enjoy sexual encounters with the latter group as they are generally disappointed in the fact that they only receive penile intercourse and nothing more, unless of course, they douche on a consistent basis. Although I am extremely unattractive, I am able to engage in these types of sexual acts with some regularity. Perhaps my sexuality is somehow related to my fancy and expensive jewelry. Lyrics: And my jam knock in the Mitsubishi Girls pee pee when they see me, Nava-hoes creep me in they tee pee As I lay down laws like I lay carpet Stop it — if you think your gonna make a profit TRANSLATION: I enjoy playing my music loudly on my car stereo. Apparently, women enjoy this also because they become sexually aroused when they see me driving. Oddly enough, when I visit the Native American reservations, some of the more sexually promiscuous Indian women attempt to seduce me in their homes. Their intent is to divest me of my earnings. Such actions are unacceptable. Lyrics: Don’t see my ones, don't see my guns — get it Now tell ya friends Poppa hit it then split it In two as I flow with the Junior Mafia I don't know what the hell’s stoppin' ya I'm clockin' ya — Versace shades watchin' ya Once ya grin, I'm in game, begin TRANSLATION: Understand this fact: you can have neither my money, nor my weapons. I suggest that you inform your peers that we engaged in violent sexual acts. Currently, I am rapping with my associates, the Junior Mafia. I'm having some difficulty understanding why you refuse to approach me. I am attempting to make eye contact with you through my expensive glasses, and as soon as you respond with a smile, I will approach you. Lyrics: First I talk about how I dress and this And diamond necklaces — stretch Lexuses The sex is just immaculate from the back I get Deeper and deeper — help ya reach the Climax that your man can't make Call and tell him you'll be home real late Let’s sing the break TRANSLATION: I prefer to open the conversation with light banter about my wardrobe and jewelry, then I like to discuss my collection of expensive cars. This is more than enough to convince you to have sexual intercourse with me. I am able to insert my penis further into you when I enter you from behind. Furthermore, you will be able to reach orgasm. I understand this to be a problem with your current sexual partner. He needn't be concerned about your whereabouts. Please phone him and inform him that you won't be home for a while. By the way, please sing the chorus of the song for me also. Lyrics: She's sick of that song on how it's so long Thought he worked his until I handled my biz There I is — major pain like Damon Wayans Low down dirty even like his brother Keenan Schemin' — don't bring your girl 'round me True player for real, ask Puff Daddy TRANSLATION: Your current love interest no longer wishes to hear your fabrications about the length of your member. After I had sexual intercourse with your woman, she became enlightened as to the proper way it is supposed to be performed; violently and immorally. It would be in your best interest to keep your woman away from me as my sexual prowess is very strong. If you are unconvinced, ask Puff Daddy. Lyrics: You — ringin' bells with bags from Chanel Baby Benz, traded in your Hyundai Excel Fully equipped, CD changer with the cell She beeped me, meet me at twelve TRANSLATION: Despite the fact that you attempted to win her at her doorstep with bags full of expensive clothes and a car (the lower end model Mercedes Benz which you financed by signing over your current vehicle) containing an expensive stereo and a cellular phone, your woman has contacted me through my pager indicating that we should rendezvous at midnight. Lyrics: Where you at? Flippin' jobs, playin' car notes? While I'm swimmin' in ya women like the breast stroke Right stroke, left stroke, what's the best stroke? Death stroke — tongue all down her throat Nuthin' left to do but send her home to you I'm through — can ya sing the song for me, boo? TRANSLATION: You, on the other hand, jump from job to job, barely able to maintain payments on the Mercedes Benz you purchased for your woman. Meanwhile, I continue to engage in sexual intercourse and commit lewd osculatory acts with your women. My only remaining option is to request that she leave my home and return to you because I have reached orgasm and no longer have a need for her presence. Lyrics: So, what's it gonna be? Him or me? We can cruise the world with pearls Gator boots for girls The envy of all women, crushed linen Cartier wrist-wear with diamonds in 'em The finest women I love with a passion Ya man's a wimp, I give that ass a good thrashin' TRANSLATION: The ultimate decision rests with you. Whom do you choose as your sexual partner? I can take you on cruises around the world. I will dress you in the finest jewelry and footwear. You will be envied by women worldwide in your fine clothes and jewelry. There is a special place in my heart for beautiful women. I will defeat your man in an altercation because he is effeminate. Lyrics: High fashion — flyin' into all states. Sexin' me while your man masturbates. Isn't this great? Your flight leaves at eight. Her flight lands at nine, my game just rewinds. Lyrically I'm supposed to represent. I'm not only the client, I'm the player president TRANSLATION: You will be dressed in finest clothes on the runways of Paris. I will fly you to every state to shop for fine clothes and jewelry. You will enjoy sexual intercourse with me and your man will be forced to pleasure himself through manual stimulation. What a life! I’ll return you to LaGuardia in time to catch your 8 o'clock flight. The timing is perfect because I have scheduled a date with a second woman who arrives at the same gate at 9 o'clock. I'll seduce her in the same way that I seduced you. I rap well and I am a positive reflection of my home town. Not only am I a sexually deviant, misogynistic, immoral, wealthy, male prostitute, but I also sit on the board of directors of the organization that governs others of my kind.

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Good lord, that would mean we'd have to see Stacy Kiebler try and wrestler again. God help us.