The Shine

I've got you, under my skin

My opponent last night was wearing a shirt that said "Smash the Gash". I'm not usually a sensitive sort, especially when it comes to wrestling, with a few exceptions you should be as provocative as you want. That being said, Jesus lady. Throttle it back.

Someone in the crowd must be a Roan Joseph fan because they were heckling me the entire match with clever insults like shouting "hooker" and waving cash around. Backstage Ken Dostick of the tag team Wrestling W/Ken and Bob fame said that I should have had security throw him out. What security? I've never worked a show that had security. Or a doctor, and that's required by law.

I did reach out to Roan Joseph about turning our encounter into an angle. He didn't call me back. I doubt he will. He actually hates women's wrestling, and intergender wrestling most of all. That's not a work. So why would he want to help me? It was kind of dumb but at least I tried.

I'm repeating myself now, but I'm impressed by how easily he was able to upset me. If anyone else was in this situation I would shake my head at them looking at the comments and people spouting off about the video but I can't help myself. It's like scratching and itch, you know you shouldn't, even though it doesn't even feel good you keep doing it.

Shockingly Roan's followers agree with everything he said! Women's wrestling does suck. And I am a crazy ugly bitch who gave blowjobs for money.

Maybe because of all this last night I had a dream that Hulk Hogan sued me because I had been talking shit about him being a terrible wrestler and a worse person. I should start slandering him for real because I can't imagine anything that would be better for my career than being sued by Hulk Hogan. Amazing Grace would suddenly be a name people knew. They might not care, but they'd know.

What possible downside could there be? What's he going to get? My bucket of chestnuts? I ate them already chump! He could get the bucket itself but I could probably swing a new bucket. Probably. There's a term for trying to make yourself famous by attacking someone already famous but I forget what it is. Social media maybe.

I've been wondering how I could make some money with my finding spell. I could contact a psychic and offer to work with them. Since I can actually find shit, sometimes, and they're frauds we could split the profits. They bring in the customers and act as the face and I do the work.

Bonus, if they're not frauds they know magic and can teach me. 

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