So i got to go to wrestlemania last night, but the unfair thing was that i didn't even have tickets until i found the right scalper.
I called my friend up at 3:30 and asked if he wanted to go. he replied with an unenthauasatic "sure, let's do it." with three and a half hours (and a half hour until the doors opened) until the pyros, we had no time to waste. we commenced an ambitious and aggressive driving campaign from jackson to detroit. we were there by five and found tickets from a couple of ... freelance agents. and got in, laughing all the way. we didn't plan ahead. we didn't wake up yesterday morning jumping up and down saying "today's the day! today's the day!". but we pulled it off. kinda neat, huh?

so if you wern't there, you might've seen a little piece of excitment on TV just before HBK and Cena. You might've seen a guy rush the ring and actually get in there. what you probably didn't see was that he was pants-less and had to be dragged out of ford feild to be devoured naked by detroit.

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actually, i have no idea what wound up on TV. what did y'all who was watching the PPV see?