I'm not running this shit anymore. You guys do what you want. I'm reading Jericho's second book and thought I should share this.
idk why i found it so hilarious:
"Later on, I was
supposed to run in during a Steve Blackman– Ken
Shamrock match, distract Shamrock, and have him chase
me out of the building. Shamrock was an MMA fighter
turned wrestler who wasn’t quite in on our joke. In his mind,
if he was supposed to chase me, he was going to chase
me at full speed—and he did. I ran down the aisle and when
he spotted me he charged as fast as he could. I knew if he
caught me he would hurt me, so I took off down the aisle
like Ben Johnson post water bottle swig.
When we raced through the curtain out of the
audience’s view, I slowed down but he didn’t, and he
tackled me as hard as he could in the hallway.
“Ken, did you really need to tackle me? Nobody can
even see you!”
“I knew I could catch you,” he replied laconically.
I have a feeling he would’ve chased me all the way to
Yonkers until he did."