"Macho Man" Randy Savage - My Fake Diary

Thursday, 13 May 2010

Ooooh, Yeah, my little wrestling buddies... While those pukes and pansies at the WWE, WWF and WW-whatever are still afraid to employ the talent of yours truly, I decided to take my show to the streets, yeah.

Yesterday with my trusty bandanna, drawstring parachute pants and steel chair in tow, I took the great sport of wrestling directly to my fans, ooooh yeah. I parked my diesel, dual axel, extended cab commuter vehicle on top of a Prius, then waited in the city park for my first match. Ooooh yeah, this tough guy walking his poodle, shot me a look, but I answered back with a head butt and a flying leg kick. His puny mutt took a bite out of my favorite pants, but I turned him into a furry little Frisbee for a Doberman in the end, ooooh yeah.

The dude got up for some more of the Macho Man, but with the patented sleeper hold applied, he fell to the grass like a sack of potatoes, yeah.

The local cops didn't seem to be too happy, ooooh yeah. It took 6 of them to finish the round, but they came at me all at once instead of following tag-team rules, yeah. No referee to call that one, oooh yeah. Just wait until I get to court. Nothing like a cage match, oooh, yeah.

For Doc.