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That is because i was broke...And rember what I got you for x-mas? mad

Today was a great day in history...the day where about 12 hours from now, I (as in TTR, Shannon, Shannon Mary, etc.) was brought to life~! *sigh* I feel like I'm getting old too quick, even though I'm just turning 14. Still, I am the youngest I guess, so PH33R ME~! Oh, and I'm going to the Raw/SD! Supershow at the Garden right from school, so I won't be around today. And...that's all I have to say. whee

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Meh...only been 14 for like 12 hours and already I've OODLES~! of memories just from SD!/Raw. My uncle thought it betst to pull me out of school for the sake of seeing the show, before 2nd period even started. whee I shall write of my...what should I call them...happenings, here later...mainly after school. gonk

So... do you smell what the heat.. no wait.. wrong thing... so... where is madness?.. i mean i tough we had overcome those days.... didn't you all saw the very firt mexican rant of doom!!!.. i mean.. what happened?

Ok.. i understand that but if something like that happens, whn people has trouble you know who to call.. the fantastic 4.. duh.. sorry.. midnight. cafee at hand and .. with imsonmia.. but seriously.. if anyone needs help or can't finish at time ask for The Heat to help you.. im not always a sob...

To cheer everyone up after Madness being all but an abysmal hole of nothing this week I bring you a funny story from the journal of Jimmy Jacobs. Now I know some of you probably have no idea who he is, but he is an indy wrestler who is currently 1/2 of the RoH Tag Team Champions and the IWA-MS Heavyweight Champion. So if that is enough background for you, and even if it isn't, good because here is the story...

"Man... there's too much to tell from this week. So apparently while I was gone for the weekend, our trampoline got stolen out of our backyard. That's right. A 15 foot trampoline, or however big, got stolen... IN BROAD DAY LIGHT, nonetheless. Who does that? So by that Monday, I'm home for a bit and my neighbor comes to my door and informs me that he saw a trampoline about a half a block away that I may wanna check out to see if it's ours. So, I walk half way around the block to see these little ghetto heads appearing and disappearing, bouncing up and down over a wooden fence. And sure enough, I walk around the fence and there's 6 ghetto kids jumping on our trampoline. (It was clearly ours because we have a rather distinct hole in it.) So I'm perplexed as to what kind of person steals a trampoline in broad day light, then sets it up a half a block away from where they stole it from. I dont know what to do. Do I wanna get involved with criminals over a stupid trampoline? They could slash my tires, break my car windows, etc etc. I decided not to do anything about it... that is, until I came home to my roommates all enraged. "******** that. That's your trampoline. You gotta do something about it." So that was just the encouragement I needed. We formed a posse to steal our trampoline back at 5 in the afternoon. The posse consisted of me (wearing a tight collared shirt, nail polish, and eye liner), my roommate Keith (wearing a tight sleeveless shirt), my roommate Bob (looking semi normal and semi big), Keith's girlfriend Amber, and my friend Sarah. Keith and I held hands walking down the street ready to steal back what was ours. GAYEST POSSE EVER. So we walk over there, to the more ghetto side of our block (keep in mind our neighbor's house caught on fire a couple months earlier because their upstairs meth lab exploded) to reclaim our trampoline. I walk in their yard to see 3 older, probably in their 40-60s, women who are waaaaaay trashy, who seriously are missing a lot of teeth, and a 35 year old Hispanic dude. I look at the trampoline and the man goes, "Oh... is that yours?" to which I say, "Yeeeaaaaaaa, we're just gunna take this back." Then he gives me this story about how the neighborhood little kids found the trampoline "in an alley" and thought it was abandoned. The hoodlems in training then spent the better part of the day, he said, trying to squeeze the trampoline thru fence cracks and roll it down streets. I just laughed. If he was telling the truth, which he may have been... who knows... that's hillarious. Either way, we were getting our trampoline back. So the 5 of us in the GAYEST POSSE EVER, fumble for a while to carry this full sized trampoline back to our property. In the midst of the fumbling, one of the older white trash ladies heckles us with, "Why dont you put your college education to use? We had 10 year-olds that could move that trampoline better than you." Sorry ma'am. I failed How to Steal Trampolines 101. Keep encouraging your future convict kids to steal; I dare you. The 5 of us then carry the trampoline down this ghetto alley where all the locals came out to stare and the dogs charged for us, barking, only being held back by ghetto chains. I felt like we were Jesus, carrying the cross, minus the whole divinity and dying for our sins, and well... we were nothing like Jesus except that we were carrying something big while people heckled us. We finally carried the trampoline thru the alley, lifted it over two fences, and returned it back to its spot in our backyard. RE. d**k. YOU. LUSS."

Ok, my match is posted. It is a bit shorter than I thought, but all in all, I feel its a solid match and it did it's job