you’re welcome diesel…

From top left to bottom right…

 1) Original EHW heavyweight championship belt (from the match in the skaggs’ livingroom),

2) CWC tag team championship belt (thank you big love),

3) Rumble in the concrete jungle group shot (thank you Rock),

4) Where it all began… (the original jabronies)

5) Article from the belles (thank you commish!)

Or the times the Jeff and Jerrod would turn down the sound on the Spanish channel and do voice-overs? Or when Jeff would speedskate through the apartment in nothing but his underwear, a wife-beater and a Frost and Glow cap? Or the Russian Dance? Or Jeff’s swivel sit down move? Or honey buns and chocolate milk?

That’s old school…

The Thrilla is first to come out of the tunnel. Inspired by his entrance music (Frosty the Snowman), Thrilla is skipping past the crowd with a goofy grin stretching from ear to ear on his way to the ring. He climbs through the ropes and gives the yawning crowd a preview of his finisher, the worm.

All of a sudden and to everyone’s surprise, four junior high boys come running and screaming from the entrance tunnel in nothing but their underwear. Each has tears running down their cheeks and expressions on their face as if they just got done living the worst scary movie of all time…Arachnophobia. The crowd is frantic and alive now, unknowing of what all the commotion was about. Then the DJ pumps up The Sesame Street theme song and Diesel appears from the dark tunnel in a diaper and sucking on a pacifier. Meanwhile in the ring, The Thrilla is still laughing and talking with his invisible friend that rode in with him on the short bus.

The Commish brings things to order as both wrestlers are now ready to begin. The bell rings and it appears that Thrilla Schilla will be overmatched from the start, giving up 200+ pounds to his opponent Diesel. Diesel has an angry look in his eye and walks towards Thrilla, looking for the clinch. Thrilla counters by telling Diesel to stop and begins to reach in his pants like Pee Wee Herman at a movie theater. Everyone is wondering what the heck is going on. It is now evident that Thrilla has pulled out a 5 x 7 glossy photo of Macauley Caulkin in Home Alone. You know, the scene with both hands on his cheeks, making the Oh face. Diesel’s crotch explodes. He immediately begins to suffer full body convulsions, falling to his knees. Thrilla prematurely starts to celebrate with a snow cone, unaware of his opponent’s Superman-like persistence in fighting through his greatest weakness. Diesel picks Thrilla up from behind and puts his adversary in the finisher…the Pedo-phile Driver. At this point there is no one left in the crowd to see Diesel snap the neck of Thrilla to win the match.  

2wK gun show

ponch and sapien scratchin’ the Word.

crunch bracing for impact like a little girl. you never saw me flinch… of course i never actually wrestled….