Being called "saggy" by former WWF Intercontinental Champion Honky Tonk Man is a little like being booed by Ashlee Simpson, but I got a howl from reading HTM's diatribe against Ric Flair titled 'Saggy Boy' Flairs Up Again.
In it, the man who mixed Elvis with singlets charges Flair with being out of line in a confrontation with Puerto Rican promoter Victor Quinones, regarding the treatment of Flair's son David, whom HTM unaffectionately refers to as "skinny bag of bones" and "punk kid."
This isn't a wrestling angle. This is real behind-the scenes stuff.
According to Honky (if I may call him Honky), the WWE should look closely at Flair's actions and see if the "washed-up has-been" has violated his contract by means of embarrassing the company something I rank, in terms of difficulty, with hooking up Jared Fogle with a Hawaiian Tropic model. Mr. Man feels that Flair has been in favor with the WWE because he is "asshole buddies" with Triple-H. If Peter Scolari is looking for work and odds are that he is maybe he'd be interested in producing that sequel to Bosom Buddies.
HTM apparently has a rep for being a straight-shooter and takes shots at Flair throughout his site. Flair, meanwhile, doesn't appear to have an official site, let alone one that's updated frequently, like Honky Tonk Man's.
If you're in the vicinity of the Route 66 Casino in Albuquerque on Feb. 27, you can catch HTM in action, along with Jimmy Snuka, Greg Valentine, Abdullah the Butcher and other wrestlers who probably get sick when they hear about the millions of dollars being made by today's top stars.
Other Web Finds:
Henry Earl: America's Drunkest Man Check out the arrest record of this guy. Three sentences of Alcohol Intoxication in 2005, and we're just getting started. He was set to go back on the streets Tuesday, but you know he'll be back in before Sunday's NFL games. Hope they have a nice TV for him in the clink. The pictures are a friggin' riot, too. Check 'em out. (Thanks, Shumpy)
SNL's "Soaking Cork" Skit Remember, when you soaka the corks, you can also message the grapes. Reminds me of a Crank Yankers call when Niles Standish said, "So, just so I have this straight. You handle a lotta different kind of caulk. You carry black caulk and white caulk and the caulk doesn't get hard and it's ok to get the caulk in your mouth." Also reminiscent of Jimmy Fallon's interview with Paris Hilton. When Jimmy asks if the Paris Hilton is roomy, she replies, "It might be for you, but most people find it very comfortable."
100 Top Ad Campaigns of the 20th Century See if you notice a pattern with some of the top 10: Coca-Cola, Marlboro, McDonald's, Absolut Vodka and Miller Lite. Can't anyone come up with a solid marketing campaign for something that's actually good for you?
40 Greatest Men of Country Music It's a list, so that's good enough for me to link to. People have so many different definitions of what country music is, but my personal favorites are Kenny Chesney among the modern guys and George Strait among the older guys. And yet, a lot of their lyrics are cheesy as hell. That's why I like Mary Chapin-Carpenter best of all, but she doesn't have a dick. Not that I know of, anyway. (Might wanna compare with CMT's 100 Greatest Country Music Songs.)
Place All 50 States on a U.S. Map Pretty cool to see how accurately you place each state. I believe I had a final Average error of 34 miles, thanks to mistaking South Dakota for Kansas and putting it in the middle. (Link found on Gorilla Mask)
The Shy Girl's Guide to Becoming a Whore A self-described "online tutorial for women considering becoming an escort by using the technologies of the Internet." Somewhere there is a very nervous father reading this site. (Link found on Drunken Stepfather)
Harpoontang's Profile on MySpace Tequila Dave's latest creation, including audio of "I Wanna Fuck You, You Wanna Fuck Me." Dave and I caught KISSNATION at Hard Rock Cafe in New York last week, and I felt like I was in Orlando. Who lets little kids into rock shows?
Another Porn Site Uses My Name in Keywords Nothing like seeing your name crammed into a stream of words like "buttweiser erotica sunbathing tits4u kegger wet t shirt paul katcher."
Ha. My cousin went to Hebrew school with David Flair, and (while not a wrestling fan) once recognized him while flipping the channels and coming across a WCW Nitro broadcast.
Posted by SteveSilver at January 19, 2005 8:51 AM