Saturday, August 19, 2006

1, 2...


THRE...NO, He made it, he got his shoulder up!!! Andre the Giant was dead and BURIED, it was nighty night sweet prince time, they were ripping the posters from the walls, they were burning their t-shirts in the aisles, they were calling time on their mullets and requesting a short back and sides, but he made it, he beat the 1 2 3 count and just look at his face, LOOK AT HIS FACE!!!! And look at democracy now, it's SHIVERING in his almighty shadow...Christ alMIGHTY it looks like he's escaped from Mount Rushmore, donned tights, and sold his happy face along the way. Gentle Jesus..., just listen to these people...

Recently, Notes from the Muck had to do some spring cleaning. We did it democratically. We did it fairly. But somehow the process ended in something horrific happening; we lost the Andre the Giant and Jimmy Snuka picture above that was the whole reason Andre was there in the first place. I feel that Notes from the Muck should keep some kind of grip on this image, this person,and the way of life he chose. This blog aims to keep that link alive; there'll be pictures galore of Andre as well as his many chums, petitions to rival other, less worthy individuals and I'll also try and provide in depth analysis of all the latest WWE action and try and glean some wisdom from it in a special feature called One Tao Three.

It goes without saying that this is just a spin off from Notes from the Muck, and will probabaly continue to spin and spin before it eventually nestles in some part of cyberspace to gather dust, talking about its glory days to young people who come round to offer to do odd jobs around the place because they heard there was treasure buried at the bottom of the comments page before wandering out one day for milk and falling into the freezer reaching for a pepperoni pizza it thought the young people would like.

And best believe, it'll do it all with a handful of tights...

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