The following is a work of fiction. It is not based on any person living or dead.
Pop.
Jump off a ladder onto two masses of muscle and bone and then through the table.
Snap.
Don’t put up the hand to block the chair shot that will knock you over the top rope 8 feet to the floor.
Pop.
But whatever you do, don’t hurt yourself.
Snap.
Gotta love those two words. Pop. Snap. Like the cereal slogan. Scat words. Pop. Snap. Money money money. No more money. Two words. Two sounds. All gone. Career and future and you should of taken that job! You were offered a job and you didn’t take it. Oh well. Pop snap. Nothing to fall back on now. Maybe they’ll hold a charity show in your honor.
Pop.
DAREDEVIL! So daring. So devilish. What a guy what a guy what a guy. Pop. Snap. Ain’t nothing but a call to your woman now. “Baby, baby, we’ll get through this. Gotta spend all the money money money I made wrestling, acting, entertaining, play fighting, on my pop snap. No medical. No dental. Look at Benoit. You can get a job as a nurse and I’ll sign autographs on autodrive for fifty, forty, thirty, twenty, ten, five, hey you want an autograph no okay bucks a pop. We’ll beat this pop snap.”
Snap.
Fall off the platform through the ring 30 feet. Won’t sell a t-shirt without the catchphrase you can’t catch without the catchphrase that won’t catch on but they won’t fire you if you fall far. BANG POP SNAP! Still got your job, still making money money money don’t need that arm. Don’t need to live till you’re forty fifty sixty might as well die now while you’ll still be remembered fading memories. Pop snap. Think Meltzer’ll put you in his next book?
Pop.
KIDS! Oh, look at their darling faces! Worry worry worry. “WAH!” Drunks taunting chug taunt chug taunt. “GET UP FAG!” Pop snap wah get up fag. What a JOB! Not much money money money anymore money money money. House shows down. Fans don’t care fading memories. Falling and jumping pop snapping for 10 9 8 7 6 5 4 3 2 1 thousand people. Worth it? THE RUSH THE RUSH! THE SCREAMS! THE CHEERS AND JEERS! THE POP SNAP WAH GET UP FAG! MONEY MONEY MONEY FOR THIS!
Snap.
Scary. Blackness deep and hey there’s light. Pop snap. What was that? Call the folks cause dad was right? “What’s this WWE? E is for entertainment acting play fighting? You need a JOB. This is not a JOB. This is not a JOB.” But you made more cash than he made as a teacher lawyer doctor priest in a month than he made in his life fading memories. The money money money what to do about the money money money the pop snap has destroyed it all it’s gone and nothing is coming was good. It was so gooooooood. The wife was happy woman buys things stays at home and talks with best friend about lonely lonely feeeeeeeelings.
Pop.
CAN’T MOVE! CAN’T FUCKING MOVE! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST! JESUS! PLEASE! OH GOD! OH GOD, PLEASE! PLEASE JESUS, SO FUCKING SORRY JESUS! TAKE IT BACK! TAKE IT BACK! PLEASE! PLEASE GOD! PLEASE!
Snap.
Worth it? Damn straight line it was worth it! The JOB took it all, the money money money and the woman wife girlfriends and the time fading memories but you’ll be remembered fading memories. Remember the 10 9 8 7 6 5 no 6 thousand people chanting your name? Not your real name what’s your real name just a character just a fake fighter just an actor with a fracture but they’ll remember the name fading memories. Scarring tissue.
Pop.
Move your pinky. Just move your pinky. Just move your pinky. Just move your pinky. Just move your pinky. Just move your pinky. Just move your pinky.
Snap.
Pop.
Snap.
Just move your pinky. Just”¦”¦”¦”¦”¦..
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