I am sending so many e-mails trying to make it a thing.
Seriously why else do you think I’ve been doing a million push-ups per day? That sissy boy The Schwing won on a technicality at Rumble in the Bronx in ‘04 and he’s been hiding ever since. He knows I’m the more superior wrestling phenom. I’ve been biding my time and the day has finally come for me to take that trash down. One hand behind my back, blindfold on. This year is my year. This is the year of Robin Hollywood.
a custom wound adamantium string that can withstand both the temperature of the sun and my ruthless shredding.
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