My brain is not what it used t be.

Many years of heavy drinking, drug use and sleep deprivation in my youth have taken it out off the poor organ and now I find that some mornings it requires a jump-start.
And on weekends my Jump-start of choice is WWF wrestling.
It's amazing!
I have never found any thing to parallel it.
I can feel people reaching for the link to get away but hear me out, if nothing  else you know that it'll entertain you more than clicking through random sights looking for jokes to send to your friends or searching
for porn.
You're probably at work anyway slacker!
But anyway, wrestling.
This is what the world really needs, they can take all the television company executives they want, and all the marketing experts they want, but in the end all I want to see is men in lycra pretending to beat the S**t out of each other!
My morning addled brain doesn't need quality television. No my morning brain needs something simple, something it can cling on to, something that it can understand and convolute though their plots may be, my morning brain can cope with them. In fact I would argue that the poor state of my logic due to morning fuzziness actually helps me swallow some of the more ludicrous plot lines!
I know it's all faked, that's part of the glory of it, the futility of it. I would be disappointed and slightly disgusted if they were really beating each other to bloody pulps, I don't want to see real wresting!
I want to see moonsaults and swanton bombs, I need Hurricanrannas and 3d's, my life is incomplete unless I see pedigree's and choke slams!
I need it to be faked so it's fun!
The reason I'm writing this is to try and explain to you the great benefits that wrestling brings to this world, they say it inspires violence, they say it corrupts children with images of fighting and lewd references.
But all television does that.
The point is that wrestling is not for children, I'd argue it's for people like me, people with slow brains on mornings and low attentions spans.
So I am unrepentant of my wrestling addiction, I feel no shame.
It may be fake, it may be over the top, but it requires no thought.
Tom.
Lesson Four: wrestling, it's entertainment for those brainless days.
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