So what you think about wrestling last night? My face hurts. You know that feeling you get when you blow up too many balloons?

No, I don't. You don't?

No. It's the one where the muscles in your cheeks get all tender because they're not used to blowing up a hundred balloons for a party.

Oh, so like the upper cheek cramp area.

Yes, that.

Yeah.

That's how I feel. Really?

Yeah.

Because I grinned for three consecutive hours without taking a single break to make sure my face

muscles wouldn't get damaged in the process.

It was, I'm just going to level with you, dude.

I went expecting it to be a joke, and I expected to be a bunch of just completely like dumb people

like how could they believe this but I totally went on the ride dude dude. How can you not?

I didn't know what to do for the first 10 minutes

and the first wrestlers came in,

and I'm still trying to be dignified, I guess.

Let me put it this way. I went in worried that everyone else would be so

into it that I would feel like an idiot for not knowing what to do and going too

small. By the end I was concerned that I was too into it and that everybody else was put

off by my level of enthusiasm. I think we should catch the third chair up on what we're talking

about. Please do.

Okay, so a while back we did an episode called The Truth About Wrestling and we interviewed

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