***JULY
20,
2009***
PHOTOSHOP OF THE
DAY:
FEED ME IF YOU CAN!
Huh.
Who knew that FTW really stood for FOOD TASTES
WONDERFUL?
Ah, I kid. But seriously
though, if you watched Victory Road last night
(which was more like Cul-De-Sac if you ask me,
because holy shit, we never really go anywhere)
you'd have witnessed Taz's long-awaited Debut with
TNA as Samoa Joe's advisor/ frequent
dinner companion. What a combo! But hey,
at least this means there's a good chance Joe will
finally shed some poundage. Three quarters of the
food is now accounted for! YES. Two squat fat guys
getting together who love eating and then choking
the life out of people. And here I thought I was
the only one.
But hey, I can't complain.
Taz is back! Yay! And yes, he's actually called
Taz, and wasn't run through the TNA/WWE name
machine with some gay-assed shit like Phan Taztic
or Rocky T. Busta or something. He's just
Taz. Just like he was in ECW-- only after he
consumed the Full Blooded Italians, bones and
all. Jesus Christ. My 1984 G1 Optimus Prime
is more svelte in the upper-body than this
poor cube-shaped bastard looked out there in
that suit. Holy shit, I didn't know Maytag
was designing men's apparel now! He's the only guy
I know who's tailor measures his inseam with
a T-Square!
So, ya, Taz is built like a
fridge. And I kept wondering if when if the next
time he throws a suplex, a crisper will come
flying out and the ring will be filled with
condiments, lettuce and ice-cubes. FEED HIM IF YOU CAN. SURVIVE IF HE
LETS YOU.
I'm Sean.
And my smarky bullshit aside, I
still marked like a Mo'fo. And then left 2001
when that expression was last relevant by way of
time machine.
