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My younger brother cannot stand Aiden English. He gets so angry when Aiden starts singing.

I love Aiden English!

In case you were wondering if Lana looked familiar…

she-is-a-saucey:

mschris314:

sparklesblue:

mschris314:

I got my copies of The Sergeant in the mail yesterday!  Squeeeeee!

The feeling of seeing your own name in print on the cover of a book. I wouldn’t be able to deal!!

I’m pretty sure I’m going to vomit from excitement. Or hide under the covers because I can’t deal. Aaack!

That’s so cool! Congrats!

Awesome!!!!!

she-is-a-saucey:

mschris314:

sparklesblue:

mschris314:

I got my copies of The Sergeant in the mail yesterday!  Squeeeeee!

The feeling of seeing your own name in print on the cover of a book. I wouldn’t be able to deal!!

I’m pretty sure I’m going to vomit from excitement. Or hide under the covers because I can’t deal. Aaack!

That’s so cool! Congrats!

Awesome!!!!!

share with us a funny road trip story! u guys rule! :D
Anonymous

houndscorner:

Seth: Ah, man. I got this one. Okay, so one time we were driving to New York and it was like the middle of the night, Claudio was with us. We got hungry so right when we got into the state, we decided to stop at this late night diner.

Dean: -shaking his head- That wasn’t funny.

Seth: Shut up, yes it was. We get to this diner, right? We go in, everything is cool, we sit down. We didn’t even realize what was happening— There was a stage and shit set up, we thought it was for some karaoke or something. Turns out, it was Drag night.

Roman: -cracking up in the background-

Seth: -chuckles- No, we we’re sitting there and the show starts and all these Drag Queens start coming out introducing themselves and start dancing.

Dean: Man, then one of them decides to come to our fuckin’ table and starts copping a feel and shit. Claudio’s over there talking about, “Oh, he loves Drag Queens!”

Roman: At this point, I’m just trying to keep my cool cause my face is red hot from laughing too much. Yo, you should’ve seen Dean’s face. He was pissed!

Dean: Shit was not cool, man. Not fuckin’ cool at all.

Seth: -still laughing- So Claudio gives the Drag Dean’s number and Dean go so mad cause he thought it was his real number, but it wasn’t. He didn’t talk to us for the rest of the car ride. Ah, man. Funny stuff.

Dean: -mumbling- Fuckin’ assholes

I’m tempted to believe this story. Either way it’s awesome.

Unpopular opinion…

ironshrink:

You shouldn’t be that pissed when you see the screencaps you took posted on someone else’s page. Not much goes into taking a screenshot. Unless you actually took time to manipulate it in anyway, I feel like it’s not worth getting pissy about. I mean, the actual footage was not from your camera, so the images you claim to be yours doesn’t really belong to you. *shrugs*

Werd.

hiitsmekevin:

Wise words by Pat Patterson.

thedailyknockout:

Dearest Warriors,
It is with an absolutely broken heart I reach out to you. Since the passing of my husband, I have been fortunate enough to insulate my sweet girls and myself from the outside world. In this bubble we have grieved and continue to do so. For a week, I did not allow any television or media to seep through our cocoon. I was told, though, of the outpouring of love for my beloved husband and support for, as he always called us, his Warrior Girls. I can only say thank you.
On Sunday night, I was told WWE would pay tribute to Warrior and so I set the DVR planning to watch it when we were ready. As the hour neared, I broke resolve and turned on every TV in the house to full blast and snuggled our daughters close to me on the couch, unsure what we would see. As the scene unfolded with that amazing roster of talent gathered donning Ultimate Warrior shirts and even his face paint, we cheered and sobbed simultaneously. To everyone who stood there, thank you. My girls will remember your bowed heads for the rest of their lives. You are not just Superstars; you are super people.
I cannot put words to what that video tribute meant. We watched it multiple times and, this morning, it was how I started my day; mornings are the hardest for me. I will treasure that song and those images more than anything I own. Vindication. ULTIMATE PERFECTION.
I was told it was reported WWE was “there” for us. “There” is the understatement of a lifetime. They were a warm blanket to us three and we were quickly absorbed into their family. Words are cheap; promises are forever. This family is one I’m honored to be a member of and will gladly be the warm blanket to any of them who need me next.
My husband’s speech had so many highlights for me as I sat proudly in the audience looking on at his moment … I most loved his request for the Hall of Fame to include the, as he called them, “true Superstars,” those behind-the-scenes people who make the machine run. See, I’m the person who puts up the ring in our house. I’m the background person who makes things happen seamlessly. I am surrounded by performers in my husband and children, so I felt a kinship with all the people he wanted to shine a spotlight upon who make WWE work. He loved you all, and knew that each of you made his run there possible. Thank you!
To all the ULTIMATE WARRIOR fans: THANK YOU!! He told me when he shook the ropes it was him gathering strength from each of you. Warrior respected you and loved you as do the girls and I. I will reach out to the ropes for your strength to sustain me in the sad days that the girls and I face. UNWAVERING is what you’ve been. GRATEFUL is what we are.
The Undertaker and I have a lot more in common than you might think. You see, I had a bit of a streak of my own going for the last 20 years. Yes, Warrior and I would have matches of our own … He would yell, I would cry, he would submit, I would win - always. My quivering chin and “pooched” lip was always more powerful than any clothesline or gorilla press slam. He’d laugh and shake his head and say,”you win, Pooch,” but really we both did.
My streak was broken April 8, 2014 when he collapsed. I fought and screamed and cried for him not to leave me, but I wasn’t to win this round. Heaven won and I lost, but I had the ULTIMATE love for 20 years and my children learned to be Warriors from THE ULTIMATE DAD. I wouldn’t trade a moment of the life we shared, good or bad, for anything on God’s green earth. He is the love of my life and gave me the gift of our beautiful, sweet, amazing girls. He was loyal and kind and strong and brave. He taught me to live by his creed,”Live Strong, Act Bold, Be Brave. Nothing’s too hard to do, ALWAYS BELIEVE,” and with that creed I will carry on and make him proud.
Streaks are broken but legends live forever.
Always Believe,
Dana A. Warrior
In lieu of donations to the family or flowers please make a donation to our wounded veterans and their families at www.operationfamilyfund.org.
Our brave servicemen and women are our true warriors.

thedailyknockout:

Dearest Warriors,

It is with an absolutely broken heart I reach out to you. Since the passing of my husband, I have been fortunate enough to insulate my sweet girls and myself from the outside world. In this bubble we have grieved and continue to do so. For a week, I did not allow any television or media to seep through our cocoon. I was told, though, of the outpouring of love for my beloved husband and support for, as he always called us, his Warrior Girls. I can only say thank you.

On Sunday night, I was told WWE would pay tribute to Warrior and so I set the DVR planning to watch it when we were ready. As the hour neared, I broke resolve and turned on every TV in the house to full blast and snuggled our daughters close to me on the couch, unsure what we would see. As the scene unfolded with that amazing roster of talent gathered donning Ultimate Warrior shirts and even his face paint, we cheered and sobbed simultaneously. To everyone who stood there, thank you. My girls will remember your bowed heads for the rest of their lives. You are not just Superstars; you are super people.

I cannot put words to what that video tribute meant. We watched it multiple times and, this morning, it was how I started my day; mornings are the hardest for me. I will treasure that song and those images more than anything I own. Vindication. ULTIMATE PERFECTION.

I was told it was reported WWE was “there” for us. “There” is the understatement of a lifetime. They were a warm blanket to us three and we were quickly absorbed into their family. Words are cheap; promises are forever. This family is one I’m honored to be a member of and will gladly be the warm blanket to any of them who need me next.

My husband’s speech had so many highlights for me as I sat proudly in the audience looking on at his moment … I most loved his request for the Hall of Fame to include the, as he called them, “true Superstars,” those behind-the-scenes people who make the machine run. See, I’m the person who puts up the ring in our house. I’m the background person who makes things happen seamlessly. I am surrounded by performers in my husband and children, so I felt a kinship with all the people he wanted to shine a spotlight upon who make WWE work. He loved you all, and knew that each of you made his run there possible. Thank you!

To all the ULTIMATE WARRIOR fans: THANK YOU!! He told me when he shook the ropes it was him gathering strength from each of you. Warrior respected you and loved you as do the girls and I. I will reach out to the ropes for your strength to sustain me in the sad days that the girls and I face. UNWAVERING is what you’ve been. GRATEFUL is what we are.

The Undertaker and I have a lot more in common than you might think. You see, I had a bit of a streak of my own going for the last 20 years. Yes, Warrior and I would have matches of our own … He would yell, I would cry, he would submit, I would win - always. My quivering chin and “pooched” lip was always more powerful than any clothesline or gorilla press slam. He’d laugh and shake his head and say,”you win, Pooch,” but really we both did.

My streak was broken April 8, 2014 when he collapsed. I fought and screamed and cried for him not to leave me, but I wasn’t to win this round. Heaven won and I lost, but I had the ULTIMATE love for 20 years and my children learned to be Warriors from THE ULTIMATE DAD. I wouldn’t trade a moment of the life we shared, good or bad, for anything on God’s green earth. He is the love of my life and gave me the gift of our beautiful, sweet, amazing girls. He was loyal and kind and strong and brave. He taught me to live by his creed,”Live Strong, Act Bold, Be Brave. Nothing’s too hard to do, ALWAYS BELIEVE,” and with that creed I will carry on and make him proud.

Streaks are broken but legends live forever.

Always Believe,

Dana A. Warrior

In lieu of donations to the family or flowers please make a donation to our wounded veterans and their families at www.operationfamilyfund.org.

Our brave servicemen and women are our true warriors.

isaidfuckyouandyoureyebrows:

theselfishknitter:

lastnightsmusings:

starslicer:

cravingmcnuggie:








Remember when Obama brought them home?



This post got so much better

isaidfuckyouandyoureyebrows:

theselfishknitter:

lastnightsmusings:

starslicer:

cravingmcnuggie:

Remember when Obama brought them home?

This post got so much better

I can’t decide if Bo Dallas is stupid or genius.

I mean, I actually want to slap him.  But I’m reacting to him.  Isn’t that the point?