With a 4 hour Wrestlemania to watch and report on and the last of the quarterfinal matchups on Full Metal Jousting to also write up, I’m very likely going to die. If you haven’t noticed already, it’s not like I’m some sort of professional writer or anything. I’m simply a fat guy that watches things that entertain me. I cook a mean BBQ and I drink cheap beer.
This much excitement and work in one night might well kill me. So if you don’t hear from me after tonight, know that I died trying to entertain the seven of you that stop by and read this shit. If somehow, I manage to make it through all of this, you can thank me by leaving a comment, following me on Twitter or sending me a 6 pack of Miller Lite. In fact, just send the beer. That other shit isn’t important.
