Play wrestling is a part of a normal, healthy relationship. It's fun. Cute. Playful. Usually romantic. Unless you're 19 years old and have the burning desire to win at all costs.
It all started so innocently. My girlfriend put me in a playful headlock. I laughed and explained to her how she didn't want this smoke. Her being a college athlete at the time and super competitive, squeezed harder. Me being hella competitive as well and growing up watching hours of Koko B. Ware suplexing wrestlers on their heads prepared me to more than hold my own in this impromptu match of speed and stamina vs brute strength and technique.
I reversed position from her vice-like headlock. She jumped over me. I grabbed her, but she was able to free herself and take my back. I struggled, but managed to flip her off of me. I went for the pin, but she wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed. I squirmed. I flailed my arms. The pressure had me seeing stars. I thought I was out for the count...until with my last bit of remaining strength grabbed her ankle, removed it from my neck, and swung her onto the couch. I attempted the pin again, but she was too fast...too cunning. Riki Tiki Tavi over here then put me in a bulldog front headlock. No way could I let her win. I've watched too many WWF matches on t.v. I picked her up, executed a text book northern lights suplex (on the couch cushions), and finished her off with an inside cradle. Your boy pulled off the victory by the slimmest of margins!
My girlfriend was not a gracious loser. Dejectedly, she called me a jerk and said she was gonna tell her Father on me. I knew her Dad didn't really like me because he still had feelings for her ex-boyfriend. I told her in my best Hulk Hogan voice "Look here, brother. Your dad, his dad, your neighbors dad, Crawdad...they can all take a ride on the Collins express anytime they want! But it's a one-way ticket, brother!"
She didn't like that.
Oh well...on to the review!
Upon first bite...I taste that beautifully executed vinegary dill pickle flavor cradled by that unmistakable spicy savory flamin' hot heat that made Cheetos so popular. These are very simple, but amazing! My new favorite flavor at the moment.
5 outta 5 on the Chip Mack scale
It all started so innocently. My girlfriend put me in a playful headlock. I laughed and explained to her how she didn't want this smoke. Her being a college athlete at the time and super competitive, squeezed harder. Me being hella competitive as well and growing up watching hours of Koko B. Ware suplexing wrestlers on their heads prepared me to more than hold my own in this impromptu match of speed and stamina vs brute strength and technique.
I reversed position from her vice-like headlock. She jumped over me. I grabbed her, but she was able to free herself and take my back. I struggled, but managed to flip her off of me. I went for the pin, but she wrapped her legs around my head and squeezed. I squirmed. I flailed my arms. The pressure had me seeing stars. I thought I was out for the count...until with my last bit of remaining strength grabbed her ankle, removed it from my neck, and swung her onto the couch. I attempted the pin again, but she was too fast...too cunning. Riki Tiki Tavi over here then put me in a bulldog front headlock. No way could I let her win. I've watched too many WWF matches on t.v. I picked her up, executed a text book northern lights suplex (on the couch cushions), and finished her off with an inside cradle. Your boy pulled off the victory by the slimmest of margins!
My girlfriend was not a gracious loser. Dejectedly, she called me a jerk and said she was gonna tell her Father on me. I knew her Dad didn't really like me because he still had feelings for her ex-boyfriend. I told her in my best Hulk Hogan voice "Look here, brother. Your dad, his dad, your neighbors dad, Crawdad...they can all take a ride on the Collins express anytime they want! But it's a one-way ticket, brother!"
She didn't like that.
Oh well...on to the review!
Upon first bite...I taste that beautifully executed vinegary dill pickle flavor cradled by that unmistakable spicy savory flamin' hot heat that made Cheetos so popular. These are very simple, but amazing! My new favorite flavor at the moment.
5 outta 5 on the Chip Mack scale