| What I've learned: Year 16 |
[24 Jan 2024|02:36am] |
I don't know shit. End of story.
What I do know, is that I've had some...okay, I've had a lot of help in these times. Mainly from ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) rockcandi who's kept me on the relatively straight and narrow. She's been through the best of my career, and I've been through the entirety of hers. Ever since the WWE's most inappropriate interview for a makeup artist, and the fact she was pretty desperate for a job and would do anything to impress the plucky young GM for a day.
Whatever it was, it worked. By the way? John. Mellie. You two are the gift that keeps on giving for decades.
But enough about them. Here's to you Mrs. Orton. Here's to being the best part of me, the mother of my children, and the main thing that's kept me out of Ryker's Island. While I also know that you were quite happy to ship me back off to the traveling rosters after the recovery, I'll always make sure you're comfortable first and forever. You're more loved than you'll ever know.
One last thing. Don't ever share those letters with Playboy, Penthouse or whoever after I'm gone. Let Brazzers make scripts instead.
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