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Post by johncrookshanks on Oct 26, 2011 21:12:26 GMT -5
My name's John Crookshanks... and I'm a sick, sick person. So I guess I'm where I belong... it's funny, because companies hire me because they hate the sight of me. I'm a punk kid, with a scarred body, and scruffy hair, of course they wanna see the shit kicked out of me, I'm a disgrace to the business.
But what I love about EHWF is... this is kinda embarrassing... I love the women wrestlers. I love their soft skin, their beautiful eyes, their... vulnerability. In fact, sometimes I have dreams about wrapping my dirty, calloused hands around their delicate little necks. I'd pay for that kind of thrill, really.
I know all about EHWF, in fact I'm a big fan. I know that EHWF has some of the most goddamn sickest people in this twisted little business. But you've never meant me, I'm a damned sound, cursed to walk the earth. I've got nothing to lose, except my sanity, and even that...
No-one comes near me anymore. Not only am I unemployable, but I'm virtually unapproachable by anyone... except EHWF. Goddamnit, people, you're going to HATE me. Just like I hate you. Thanks for your time.
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