By
The Mangler
The fans cheered and chanted “next match, next match” as
the ref entered the ring. They were excited because Darwin, one of the upcoming
faces in the Australian Wrestling Federation, was making his USA debut tonight.
Darwin was muscular, handsome, and sexy as hell. Both the men and women fans down under
appreciated any match that he was in. The
crowd didn't know who his opponent would be, but they didn’t really care. Rumor
had it that his opponent was going to be someone that he could show off with. Everyone
was excited to see this hot young Aussie take out the competition.
The loud and sexy Australian accent could be heard
through the locker room door. “Oh, my
god! How fucking embarrassing. Silas.
Silas. I’m scheduled to wrestle a fucking old man named Silas.. He just turned 65 fucking years old. He is a
goddamned wrinkled prune. This will not
be a wrestling match; it will be a slaughter.
What the hell were they thinking?
This is not an appropriate opponent for me. My debut is going to be a fucking joke!!”
Darwin whined.