Your Number-One Source For Something ? I'll let you know just what that is , once I think of it...
 
In any event, besides being the only site guaranteed to put someone into an epileptic coma thanks to the Banner, this site is an all-in-one source for all my varying written archives, including my full Wrestling content as seen at The Wrestling Fan.com , to all my blog content, ridiculous commentariesMovie & Game reviews , and everything in-between. This website is like a homeless shelter for the truly disturbed.
 
This content itself is divided up into three pages. You can access those pages through the Flash menu to the above right of this page. But just in case you don't have Flash enabled on your computer, and only have like 15 minutes before you and your Commodore 64 are whisked back into 1985 from whence you came, those pages are as follows:
 
PRO WRESTLING~!:
Featuring almost every wrestling column, satire, recap and review I've ever posted at TWF (I'll eventually have them all up). If you love the antics of dudes who wear dew rags and weightlifter's belts 24 hours a day and cannot change articles of clothing without first tearing them from their orange heaving bodies, this is the section for you. Click HERE for teasers and links to all my wrestling archives!
 
POP CULTURE & REVIEWS:
Featuring everything not-wrestling. Kind of! Reviews, Celeb bashing Bloggery, Top 10 lists and parodies alike. Click HERE for those teasers & links. More to come eventually.
 
STUPIDITY:
The final resting place of my completely disenfranchised insanity. If it's dumb and doesn't really fit anywhere, this is where you'll find it. From Cardboard Fathers returning from the Middle East to my vendetta against moppy haired children, it's all here. 60% of the time, it's worth checking out all the time. Click HERE for that.
 
Or, below, you can sample 4 of my most recent offerings. I will have new content up frequently, so keep checking back!. Enjoy! Hopefully! Please ?
 
 
  **JUST UPDATED October 24, 2008**
 
QUICK & DIRTY RECAPITATION:
Hulk Hogan’s Celebrity Championship Wrestling
Week 1: Down to the Basics.
 
PREFACE: I hate reality TV. I deplore it. Survivor is the same exact fucking show for 8 years straight. "Man, did you see that Episode of Survivor where those filthy shirtless people did that stunt while that one person schemed and betrayed people they promised to stick by?" YES, YOU HAVE. Every week. FOREVER. It's the same types of people doing the same exact same shit year after year. NOTHING EVER CHANGES. 
 
Then, after some deep reflecting, I realized that, holy shit, that whole line of thinking also describes my beloved wrestling, so I quickly shut my hole. So, ya, here we are. An unholy union between wrestling & reality TV, and me actually covering it in my special little retarded way. Who'd have thunk it? Everybody? Maybe. Let's get to it~!
 
"In the world of professional wrestling, one man is King: Hulk Hogan."  Just ignore the part where he had to abdicate his umm, throne because he tore his ACL getting off the sofa....

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  **JUST UPDATED  SEPT. 23 /2008**
SEAN'S TWF SOUR 25!
Obviously spoofing WWE's "Power25", TWF Sour 25 ranks the Top 25 (Bottom 25?) wrestling offenders, blunderers, idiots or the just plain misfortunate of the week in classic TWF style. Just who clocked in at number one this week, and why?

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  **JUST UPDATED July 7, 2008**
RETRO REVIEW:
BLOOD
SPORT.
 
YEAR: 1988.
STARRING: Jean-Claude Van Damme, Donald Gibb, Forest Whitaker, Bolo Yeung.
RATED: R; For Violence, Nudity, Mullets.
 
It is the year of our lord, 1988. A truly glorious time. A time where sunglasses were the size of solar panels and t-shirts changed magical colors! A time where all the best parties were in the back, whilst business was always on top. A time where you could wear a muscle shirt (despite having no muscles), a fanny pack and the biggest fucking pair of zebra-striped Zubaz pants you've ever seen in your life, and still not get punched right in the face for being a complete douchebag. It was truly a great time to look ridiculous. No one would dare tell US that our red faux-leather jackets with 60 zippered pockets were not as tremendously cool as we thought they were-- because we were clueless. I mean, we wore pink shirts with Alligators over the big floppy pockets for fuck sakes. What did we really know? Not much, it turns out. For we were sheltered from the harsh realities that were yet to come. Those harsh realities? Well, we all looked like shit for one. That was a given. And despite President Reagan's bold claims on economic reform, the only thing to "trickle down" into my stylin' acid-wash-laden pockets were big balls of lint. However, there were other revelations to come, with ramifications so deep that they were like a really witty parable of something being really deep that I can't think of. And they shook my generation to its very neon-jammer wearing cores. It was a scene, man.....

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  **JUST UPDATED  MAY 15 /2008** 
THE "A" STANDS FOR ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT, ALL RIGHT...
 
 
Guess who's rumored to be playing Captain America? Don't know? Well, it'd be coooooler if ya did... because, the big rumor out of Tinsel-town right now is that the announced 2011 adaptation of CAPTAIN AMERICA, just may star good ole Wooderson himself, MatthewMcConaughey! And I say, why not? He wouldn't even need the Serum. You could just light him a big fat red white and blue bowl, and he'd become just as impervious to injury. And if not? Well, he won't remember shit come morning anyway. I'm telling you, it'd save the government MILLIONS. Ok, tens of thousands. There'd likely stilly be a huge grant needed to cover all the bags of Funyons and raw cookie-dough required to maintain Caps' sustenance....

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