slam guy
every tuesdays and thursdays i get a reality beat-down. reality jumps in the ring with me and i dance around like a girl until it pounces and tenderizes me like a piece of meat. just when i think "hey, look at me in this ring... i belong here... im a fighter (gotta hate the reference to blondy mcslut chick)..." reality throws a mean uppercut and i am sent spiralling to the ground where i get to stare at the same bloody spot and wonder why i suck so much.