The END
I can not be blamed for what I am. I am evil. YOU made me this way.
YOU, the ROH office.
YOU, the ROH fans.
YOU, Nigel McGuiness.
YOU, pro-wrestling.
I remember when I was a small boy, I liked fires. I would get excited when the firetrucks would blare their sirens. It was peaceful. Poetic.
I would run to the scene. See the destruction. Smell the sweat smell of destruction.