There is a man who comes into my work every day who wears WWF tee shirts and I don't think I have seen him wear the same shirt twice. The first thing he does is change the wallpaper on the desktop of the computer he is renting to a girl in a bikini. He then proceeds to pay 20 bucks to sit for 6 hours and chat in wrestling forums. He looks at WWF web pages and only WWF web pages while eating Cheetos and snickering nefariously; at what I cannot even begin to imagine.

He once came in wearing a tee shirt that was advertising a WWF book of some sort; the slogan for the book was:


I nearly killed him.