Tomorrow yields the true dawn of the new season. Lucky me has the pleasure of riding a yellow bus an hours out of town to Hicksville, so to speak. Another year, another dozen bodies that will hit the mat at my expense. What joy is sparked in me at the mere thought of it. This devilish grin you see not upon my face but behind the piercing gaze of my eyes.
I believe this is where I insert maniacal laugh?
Impede this, bitches:
~Chiko!
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