The writers behind the confusing and disjointed skull-fractured fairy tales currently passed off as 'storylines' really should have embraced the following when they had the chance.
To understand the wrestling industry, you need a guy who's terrible at actual wrestling, looks fetching in stripes, and isn't above eating cupcakes for dinner. I think I know someone like that.
Despite our endless harmonious yammering, we still write song after song from messed-up viewpoints that make it clear we actually have no clue what love is.
While many kids look back at high school with fond memories of the prom or getting piss drunk on cheap hooch, my strongest memory was getting randomly accused of plotting the mass murder of my entire school.
Allowing for some imaginary commercial breaks where my brain hawked products I don't use, I sat in front of my screen for 24 hours, because that couldn't possibly be a terrible idea.
The worst books are those that successfully spin the Wheel of Morality but then deliver their messages in the stupidest, most counterproductive manner possible.
