Well, we did it. Boyfriend and I saved up for over 9 months and went to New Orleans this past weekend. But we didn’t just go to New Orleans. We went for the ultimate of wrestling events: Wrestlemania.
Now before you pass judgment on me for going to a city just to see half-naked men wrestle each other, let me remind you that it’s New Orleans. There would’ve been half-naked men wrestling each other even if WWE wasn’t in town.
Anyway, what can I say about this trip?! To sum it up in one word: amazeballs. Wait, no: drunkfest. Or maybe adventuretown? Gah. Okay, summing it up in one word is impossible, so I will ramble on about our adventure.
As you may or may not know, AKA in news you probably do not care about, Hulk Hogan returned to the WWE on Monday during Raw in Green Bay. Da “Frozen Tundra,” dontcha know?! Cheeseheads across the stadium freaked da shit out (but did not spill their beers) to see the Hulkster in all his glory.
(My partly-dead wrestler/lover, the Undertaker, also returned and I was insanely jelly of everyone in the audience, but this isn’t pertinent to the story. I just wanted to mention how awesome the Undertaker is.)
The following night, WWE was in Milwaukee to tape Smackdown, which is also a popular show the WWE has. Let me emphasize that this show is popular and people watch it. Why do I emphasize that? Because every time WWE comes to Milwaukee, the show is … uhh … suckish. It’s not totally sucky because some cool things happen sometimes, but also it’s nowhere near as good as shows in other cities.
OMG ya’ll – Total Divas returns in March! Raise yo hand if you can’t wait for these sassy sexcakes to return to your television screen.
(I’d raise my hand but it’s too difficult to type with just one hand.)
For those of you that didn’t raise your hand, hear me out. Don’t give me any BS about how you don’t like drama and you don’t want to support these “trashy” ladies by watching their show. Uhh do you watch any TV? It’s all drama, even the news (insert conspiracy theory here about how the media distorts the news for us laypeople). At least with the Divas, you’ll know what you’re watching is real. Well, besides their boobs and hair.