So i was at Bart on my way home, and the person took out his gigantic (wait, wait for it…) toughbook-like laptop. His computer took a moment to start up and as he launched the Power DVD application to watch (wait, wait for it…) WWE — World Wrestling Entertainment.
Since i sat next to him and had to keep myself awake so i could transfer at the Bay Fair station, i was obligated to watch over his screen. It was alright for the most part, if not deathingly boring. I mean, it was boring to the degree where i couldn’t decide it was more entertaining (relatively) watching WWE or that other guy over there sleeping.
But then i glanced over and i saw this redneck-lookin’ fellow holding a baseball bat, wrapped with barbed wire. WTF? I looked away and when i looked back, the other guy’s head was gushing with blood.
Grossness. I don’t even care if it’s all fake. Who actually enjoys watching all that (besides the guy next to me)? I know it’s freedom of speech and all, but it seriously grossed me out.
(Wouldn’t it be funny if i brought my laptop and totally started watching Queer as Folk. haha. Freedom of speech, bitches!)
Face it, wrestling isn’t much fun to watch if they don’t end up having sex…
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Thursday, 7 September 2006 at 9:13
hey.. just be glad you weren’t on the train that was stuck between San Leandro & Bay Fair. that coulda been more than grossness.. and pain for ya.
Friday, 8 September 2006 at 2:36
“the person took out his gigantic…”
that sentence right there could’ve ended horrible.
Friday, 8 September 2006 at 6:59
thus the disclaimer of wait, wait for it…