I think I may make a habit of these throwback threads. Everyone loves to reminisce. We'll see. For now, we'll call it 'Throwback Thursdays' To today's topic; Wrestling; WWF to be precise (today). Yes, oiled up men in tights who weren't really fighting (it's closer to synchronised dancing than fighting). Any 80s baby-90s kid who claims they never liked it never had a childhood. Let's face it, you must have been washing dishes by 8 years-old, ironing the households clothes by 10 years-old and in your bed by 9pm on weekends until 17. Sorry your childhood was so shit. I'll try to dedicate one to you early birds in the next few weeks (I have one in mind). This post is for all the real mandem and gyaldem/ all-a my famdem who used to watch Raw is War on a Friday night, maybe caught that par of a show Superstars on Saturday (Gorrila Monsoon was the commentator on that, no?) and Heat on a Sunday (if my dad ever took me to that I would suplexed him. Some diet...
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