The weather. Tomorrow, expect a... Biting cold front. Mmm, how naughty. I wonder what I'll be wearing or taking off. The night will be wild and untamed. Expect heavy, lashing rain that'll soak you to the skin. By Monday, temperatures will rise slowly but surely reaching their peak in the afternoon.

Not in the mood for miserable weather?

Fly cheaply to Turkey with Sun Express.

Sun Express, non-stop sunshine.

Who's the big guy, buttercake or? Butterkid.

Wrestling soup, I am Anthony Thomas, joined along with Joseph E-Numbers.

Here we are, back again Thursday night.

A whole lot of nothing seemingly has happened this week. Just little shit that I feel like we missed from the weekend.

Yeah. Then Monday, as far as wrestling is concerned, of course, no big things.

Feeling like going into WrestleMania a week and a half, not even, huh?

I mean, obviously we can't just gloss over the fact that we lost our partner

for many years, which has devastated all of us. But as far as the wrestling world goes, I was

kind of thankful that it's been a dull weak joke. Yeah, no new like Vince lawsuits. Triple

H didn't do anything too bad or something. I don't know. But that's it. I feel like to some extent,

Mish, we're kind of lucky. And also it points obviously a little curse at the fact that

wrestling is now becoming a little bit more sane, at least the WWE side of it. And A.W is

becoming such a non-factor, non-issue that even when stuff happens over

there, it's like, meh. Right. It's like the smallest town having some sort of problem. You're like,

oh, no, I'm so worried. Who gives you shit? I saw Jordan Grace's botch getting more traction than AEW talk this week.

I mean, like, that's where we're at now is that AEW is now slipping to third place.

I think more people are excited to talk about TNA stuff than they are even AEW stuff.

We even have the Evolve show.

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