So, I didn't get that job. THANK GOD. Kind of. Anyway, I walked over to CD Warehouse to check out their wares afterwards, and found a copy of Summerslam 1993. YEAH, BABY. It looked to be in awesome shape, too. I was all set to buy the Hell out of that thing, until the beguiling Rivers Cuomoish counter jockey told me that it was ten bucks. Now, I like my vintage rasslin, but TEN BUCKS for Summerslam 1993 isn't exactly... wait, I just looked at the match list. Fuck... THAT was on it? God damn it. Well, I hope it's still there tomorrow afternoon. (Gringe)
Cody sez: "That's what you get." He's a great guy.
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