Post by RC Tucker on Mar 4, 2018 20:57:36 GMT -5
“Okay, so we’re out here in Paris, I’m chilling with my daughter and thinking about things that are coming up. St. Patrick’s Day, gotta have green then. Does drinking that green whiskey count? Easter too. Kathleen’s first. Very important to teach her about Santa Easter, not to be confused with any nor’easters that people seem to be going on about. And somewhere in there I have to spare a few brain cells to think about two guys who talk about sex with each other and another guy and girl who aren’t actually together, but consider themselves family, which is probably at least a little more normal than the first two guys at least.
“Look I don’t put anyone on a discount. Kayla and Jack are champs all around. And Destroyers too. That’s supposed to be a thing. I mean Daisy and I could watch a Michael Bay movie and see the same thing and be actually mildly entertained by it. But they’re still just kinda… there. Not really people to be feared, but not people to be taken lightly, they just are. I was kinda expecting a little more from the Heavyweight champ. Like something else that made me think ‘holy crap I’m actually gonna be in the ring with the Heavyweight champ.’ But Jack and Kayla just kinda make a few snide, predictable comments and then toss me and Daisy into a pile of dirty clothes. Though to be fair, that was better than what they gave the other two.
“Now, I just, I cannot bring myself to say that name regarding those two. Like what about that screams to anyone ‘hey look at us!’ I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know what kind of people would be interested in ‘Beam me up Scooty Latimer’ and ‘Baa-Baa Goat Danielson’. Kathleen could figure out Billy’s thing at least. Just spin the noisemaker on the goat and watch her imitate the sounds coming out of his mouth. Mr. Scoot on the other hand needs to put his laser beams back on silent mode because I’m pretty sure nails on a chalkboard would be a nicer sound. Oh God, I just said nails on a chalkboard, how old am I to actually remember that sound? But seriously it’s nothing against these two teams with their own fancy titles, but Chaos Love invented the new games we’re playing now and none of you can play them, you can only hope to survive them.”
“Look I don’t put anyone on a discount. Kayla and Jack are champs all around. And Destroyers too. That’s supposed to be a thing. I mean Daisy and I could watch a Michael Bay movie and see the same thing and be actually mildly entertained by it. But they’re still just kinda… there. Not really people to be feared, but not people to be taken lightly, they just are. I was kinda expecting a little more from the Heavyweight champ. Like something else that made me think ‘holy crap I’m actually gonna be in the ring with the Heavyweight champ.’ But Jack and Kayla just kinda make a few snide, predictable comments and then toss me and Daisy into a pile of dirty clothes. Though to be fair, that was better than what they gave the other two.
“Now, I just, I cannot bring myself to say that name regarding those two. Like what about that screams to anyone ‘hey look at us!’ I’m pretty sure I don’t want to know what kind of people would be interested in ‘Beam me up Scooty Latimer’ and ‘Baa-Baa Goat Danielson’. Kathleen could figure out Billy’s thing at least. Just spin the noisemaker on the goat and watch her imitate the sounds coming out of his mouth. Mr. Scoot on the other hand needs to put his laser beams back on silent mode because I’m pretty sure nails on a chalkboard would be a nicer sound. Oh God, I just said nails on a chalkboard, how old am I to actually remember that sound? But seriously it’s nothing against these two teams with their own fancy titles, but Chaos Love invented the new games we’re playing now and none of you can play them, you can only hope to survive them.”
