Walshy, so here it is. When I was a kid(my preteen years) My grandma Betty was a huge wrestling fan. She was a beer drinking, fowl mouthed, man chasing old broad and she loved to watch 2 things.. Men wrestling and Woman roller derby.
She was the person that would sit in the audience.. Or stand if she felt like it, and yell at the players and such. If she didn't like you then she wasn't nice about it.
She didn't like Ric Flair..
Any time wrestling would come to our town, she was there in the audience. So one time she made sure to sit on the end of a row. The side where the wrestlers make their grand entrance. She of course had been drinking and was fired up watching the other matches. When the last match was announced she was ready. The announcers called for the Nature Boy Ric Flair and she was on her feet, as was everyone else. So Ric Flair walks through the doors wearing his dramatic robes and saunters down the aisle. My grandma started hurling insults his way. He did a pretty good job at ignoring her mostly.. It was when she insult his mother that he paused and turned to look at her. I guess he doesn't like his mother being called a stupid whore.. A puta.
It was that moment she spat in his face. He wiped his face with the sleeve of his robe while staring at her while she met his gaze..
He smirked, turned back around and went on to the ring and the rest of the evening carried on. She had a story to tell that she enjoyed sharing to anyone who would listen.
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Last edited by Ms Chelle on Jan 25th, 2016 at 07:12 PM