Well after watching wCw Saturday Night (and boy was I glad that there was no Elix Skipper and that Sid was there), I decided to go to the video store and go get a Hacksaw-filled video tape.

So I got on my red, white and blue moped and while I was cruising the street, I passed through some of my homies in da hood, and I gave them a big 'HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!' with a thumbs up. My homeboys must have been surprised that I was out so soon after Saturday Night, because they had a confused look on their face.

There I was, and there was a car in front of me, and it had a K-K-Kanadian lisence plate, and I thought 'This must be the K-K-Kanadian take over. They are going to start with Glens Falls, then ... the whole country'. So, like any good American, I started to roll up my tape, and I got off my moped, and walked up to the car. Nobody was there so I thought 'It must be one of those robotic controlled K-K-Kanadian cars that are indestructable', so I started punching away and the cars started to fall apart due to a good ol' American fist.

Then some bozo came out of a store and starting complaining about me destroying his car, so I took out my WARRIOR face paint and started to put it on my face and I started the growl that Dr. Jim taught me at the University and that FOREIGN looser ran away claiming to call the cops, but since I ran faster than the FOREIGNER, I caught up to him and gave him a clothesline from this good ol' DF. Then I gave him an eye poke and a bake rake ! Once he fell to the floor, I gave him the OLD GLORY KNEE DROP~!, and boy was it something that Jim would be proud of. I left him on the floor, then I went into my moped, and RAN HIM OVER !!! And to finish off the job, I gave him the LEGDRROP OF DOOM~!

I left and started to go to the video store. There, I asked the clerk if he had any 'Best of Hacksaw' tapes, and the guy said 'Who ???' and I responded 'BRAH, not Jim Neidhart, even if he is a spectaculoy athlete, I want to see the Hacksaw', so the guy told me to me to go look at this room where I have to enter through doors. Once I entered it, there were ... well .... DEPLORABLE things going on in the boxes of those DEPLORABLE videos. So I ran out of that room and asked the clerk if he had any video tapes of the greatest wrestler of all-time. And he said 'We do have some Bret Hart and Shawn Michaels tapes, but no Jim Duggan tapes'. So I started screaming out 'WHYYYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE !! WHYYYY MEEEEEEEEEEEEE !!', so I rolled out my tape and gave him a big knuckle sandwhich.

I left the store and went back home. On my way home some cops asked me if I had seen some crazy american, and I responded 'There are no bad americans, there are only bad FOREIGNERS.'

So that's my story BRAHS, I hope you liked it.

DF1
(who feels good to tell my life story to RSPW)