Man, it's been a long week. I was just too tired to update for a while, but I believe that the only way that Sheik supporters can stop thinking about some psycho killing his wife and kids is NOT to kill their wife and kids. Well, that's just one way. Another way would be to laugh again. I don't provide the laughs, but I provide unmeaningful content that are enjoyed by children, adults, philosophers, shut-ins, psychologists, cokeheads, pornographers, amateur film critics and overall lowlifes everywhere. I'm pretty comfortable saying that.
Sheik steals the show as usual. I was at this thing and it was kinda boring other than Sheik yelling at the top of his lungs. And him deciding to take a break to go into some closed room and smoke a cigarette while drinking a Budweiser. It was nice to know that he's really the same guy on the videos. You know how when people meet their heroes and they're complete assholes? I'm glad to say that Sheiky Baby can never disappoint, unless it's revealed that he's really a lobbyist for those animal rights assholes. Then I'd really get mad. I will eat my fucking chicken and no fucking twat with armpit hair is going to stop me from doing that.
Unless I get a free bag of these out of it.
It's getting kinda late, but I'd like to say that the Iron Sheik is a man that persevered through the struggles of poverty, illiteracy, alcoholism, drug addiction and a healthy love of Snickers bars. He didn't kill his wife and kid when times got tough, but instead took to ranting loud and proud about different wrestlers, whether inspired by jealousy, hatred or waxing poetic about the good times doing medicine-a-to-the-z. People are gonna look down on him, and for some reasons, rightfully so, but he has lived a hell of a life and I will continue to celebrate it, even if it alienates you, the reader. Why? Because I intend on entertaining myself and this is my way of doing it.
Thanks for reading!