HAVE YOU SEEN THIS FUCKING WRESTLING RING?

HI! BILLY MAYS HERE LIVE ON LOCATION SOMEWHERE DOWN MEMORY LANE. REMEMBER WRESTLING WHEN YOU WERE A KID? HULK HOGAN WOULDN'T JOB TO ANYONE, RIC FLAIR DIDN'T HAVE SAGGY TITS, AND WC FUCKING W WAS STILL IN BUSINESS. THOSE WERE THE FUCKING DAYS. CHECK OUT THIS FUCKING WRESTLING RING! MY PALS AT PRIME FIGHTER WILL HELP YOUR SHITTY DREAMS COME TRUE WITH THIS 20 BY 20 FOOT FUCKING SQUARE IN YOUR GARAGE OR SOME SHIT. YOU DON'T HAVE A FUCKING CAR ANYWAY, LOSER. PUT ON A SHOW AND INVITE BOTH OF YOUR FRIENDS, ONE CAN WATCH WHILE YOU BREAK THE OTHERS FUCKING NECK TRYING TO EMULATE SHIT YOU'RE NOT ATHLETIC OR SMART ENOUGH TO DO. YOU COULD FUCKING BE THE NEXT JOHN CENA! THAT'S RIGHT, YOU ON YOUR PISS STAINED COUCH RIGHT NOW WITH HALF A BAG OF BUGLES HANGING OFF THAT PATHETIC STUBBLE YOU CALL A BEARD COULD BE THE NEXT INSULT TO SPORTS ENTERTAINMENT. IF YOU CALL NOW I'LL THROW IN A FREE PRACTICE DUMMY, YOU CAN PROBABLY TAPE SARAH PALIN'S FACE TO IT AND GRIND ON IT LATER INSTEAD OF CRYING WHILE YOU MASTURBATE LIKE USUAL. OR DON'T BUY IT AND I'LL JUST ABDUCT YOUR ASS AND GIVE YOU THE BILLY MAYS DRIVER OFF THE TOP ROPE, YOUR CHOICE FUCKER.