The Importance of Being a Good Wrestler

I'd run at him wide open And call him down. Boom. He'd just bitch slap the hell out of me, you know I bring a girl to the rainy he'd pick me up by my tights like a stork With my balls and ass hanging around carrying like a like a kid and diapers. That's stupid man. that was 340 pounds 345 pounds. Just thinking I could beat him Yeah, you know, I'd do everything I could to trick him to get outside the ring so I could attack him in front of her... Dude it worked with the best mattress after the match. It worked but I would get my ass beat for doing that shit ... But I was young