Saturday, May 9, 2009

Updates

I want to brawl. I want a fight. I might even throw in a couple actual wrestling moves in. I will go toe to toe with the best hardcore wrestlers or pure wrestlers that think they can prove they are better then us hardcore true that the sport of professional wrestling has to offer. I am tired of waiting. I might not be a high-flyer. I might not be a show-stopper. I sure as hell ain't pretty. But what skills I do have, I will use. And I'll use them against anyone who wants to show the world what it means to be a wrestler. What it means to have real heart for the fans, inside and out of the ring. My challenge extends to anyone from any fed in a one-on-one match. That means anyone from anywhere whether it’s a four-sided ring, a six-sided ring, an eight-sided ring, old swimming pool, grampa's old tool shed, an old folks home (Betty White... why haven't you returned my calls?), the only place I aint wrestling is a Walmart Bathroom (Disgusting even by my reckoning...) If your a promoter contact me, if your not, tell your promoter about me contact information can be recieved @ thecursedwrestler@gmail.com

Opinions Are Like Assholes, everyone has one. Well, I have many opinions and I am an asshole. I believe everyone has the RIGHT to say what they believe without people shitting on them. I believe if a Miss California disapproves of same sex marriage, she has as much right to publically say it where ever she wants too as homosexuals have. Killing someone for what they are is a hate crime. A vocal personal disagreement on someone or a group because of what they are is not a hate crime. You should only get in someone's face when they get in yours about who they are not what they are. Everyone has the right to say what they feel, so say it. Don't fear it. Cause when you do you are pretty much saying you don't want your rights. Speaking your mind about your beliefs isn't hate crimes, any dumb sumbitch that thinks that is a damned idiot. It seems like some want to be controlled, they want to be contained. Fuck being contained! I'll be damned if anyone trys to control me! And talking about containment... Quit freaking about about the damned Swine Flu! We, as a species, have survived plauge after plague because there's something great about us, we learn to adapt, we learn to become immune so we can tackle the next variation. So don't go slaughtering pigs for no good reason and fry up that bacon! I can't believe Egypt would try and slaughter all the pigs in the country... lame! Damned if I give up my Baconator! I'm going to rant on cause I'm good at ranting and I need it. So here it goes, heres some things that everyone should know about me.

I love my soon to be wife, we screw a lot, it's fun. People should shut up and screw more, it won't give you enough time to fight. This would end a lot of bullshit taking up time in the courts. I love her, and recently I really went through a bout of trying to figure out some things, got sidetracked. But I do love her, more now then ever... And the wedding is most assuredly still on!
I love my son, he is the glue that keeps me togther and focused. Being a father made me a man unlike many losers in the world who turn their backs on their kids or treat their kids bad cause they didn't want them (How can you not want your kid!?!). I have no use for bastards or bitches (cause women leave their kids too, pathetic but true) that make babies and move on to the next pair of open legs. Your trash. Just like my father...
I can be a great friend, honest, but I can't be anything more. So ladies, find some Cursed clone, and believe it or not there are guys out there like me... True to the end... and if they aren't like me, then their assholes, go find you someone who is like me... A gentleman in the streets and a freak in the sheets and a badass in the ring. That's right, only date wrestlers.... And stop trying to pick up guys who are already taken, some crazy bitch (Laura) might smite you. And believe me, smiting sucks. And she's good at it. I know... I just need good friends, that's all... That's all I want. I got sidetracked... Hate me if you will... I can take hate, just as much as I can take friendship... I'd rather take a dozen shots to the forebean via a barbed wire laced steel chair then to break Laura's heart.
And about wrestling, yeah, I'm coming back to the ring very soon... I'll be wresting in Dayton, OH. I'll post my up coming appearances all over the place cause I pimp myself out like that. I will be doing the stuff I do best... Hardcore all the way baby!!!
Anyone who has watched "The Wrestler" and thinks it sucks can kiss my fuzzy ass. That film shows exactly how it is for the heart of a wrestler, it was so strange seeing a film about the things I have experienced. If you haven't seen it, see it... It's like the Passion of the Wrestler...

People should not be afraid of their governments. Governments should be afraid of their people. - V

So, sometimes... You get a little sidetracked. I have many femme friends, but one has got a bit too close as of late. I felt confused. I had to tell Laura, I just had too because the one thing about me is, honest to the bitter end and she's my one true best friend. So I hurt her. I hated that. But she needed to know, what was going on in my soul. I haven't confronted this friend of mine yet, but I am going too as soon as I see her again and tell her exactly where my heart belongs. In the arms of Laura. I just seem to find these little quarks in life that remind me of who I am and where I am going. Many get too sidetracked and lose themselves and it dawns on them down the road. Oops. I am caculative. I am focused. I am Laura's and I am happy, honestly happy. It will not happen again. I know she feels betrayed. I know she feels dishonored. And I feel wretched for that. I've been pretty depressed and angy the past few days. Now I am clear... And I move on with plans of a pretty white dress and a killer smile. Even though I think she's still debating now, I'm getting married in September with or without her. I'll marry myself, hey, Rodman did it. The Cursed can do it. When she's ready I can anull the marriage, even though I love myself, I think I'll understand. How will I split up things amongst myself? How am I going to regain her trust? I dunno, but I will try my best and continue to always be truthful... Cause I love that babe. Like the Pope loves his pimped out pope-mobile. I want one. But I really want Laura's love, like she had when she first looked up, way up, into my eyes.

My golden goddess Bea Arthur died, as did one of the funniest comedians of all time, Dom Deluise. This saddens me, all the greats are leaving us behind.

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