by Artemis » Tue Jan 24, 2006 10:23 am
A: Professional wrestling has a long and glorious history reaching back to the dawn of time. It is widely recorded that God made the heavens and the Earth in six days, and on the seventh day He relaxed - what is not so well-known is that He relaxed by kicking back on the celestial sofa with a six-pack of beer and watching the World Championship Apes vs Lizards Evolve-a-thon All-in Brawl, while Mrs God glared at Him and complained that He promised when He created all that grass that He was going to mow it. (Incidentally, the ape victory was largely put down to dirty tactics on their part, including clobbering a promising strain of proto-skink with a fold-up chair while the Archangel Gabriel - acting as referee - was being distracted by a crafty Neanderthal complaining about pro-lizard bias in the largely dinosaurian audience.)
Since then, professional wrestling has held a proud and important place in
all of recorded history. The Pyramids were built largely to provide an appropriately epic backdrop for Dynasty Rumble XI (Amen "The Great Flood" Hotep defeated Tutan "Rootin' Tootin'" Kamen in three rounds); the Great Wall of China was an early (and badly misjudged, scale-wise) attempt at a cage match; the Crusades began as a brawl between rival supporters during the grudge match between the Papal Posse and the Muslim Manhunters tag teams; the great fire of London was a victory stunt at His Britannic Majesty's Royal Rumble that got out of hand; and Sir Edmund Hillary climbed Mt Everest not "because it was there", but because he was trying to secure a really tall jump-off point to clothesline Tenzing Norgay and thereby win the Last Man Standing On Top Of The World bout.
It's only in recent years that professional wrestling has ceased to be the driving force behind human civilisation, and become a rather silly televised spectacle in which large men in small costumes pretend to fight each other. In spite of its current silliness, humanity persists with wrestling, in the hope that one day it will regain its former stature, and lead us to the
stars.
ETA: Darn it! Too slow. Oh well... by fortunate conincidence, the above also explains the whole wet dog smell thing. Originally, before the commercialisation of wrestling, fans would place guard dogs on their intended seating locations days before the event - ancient wrestling venues such as Stonehenge, the Pyramid of the Sun, and Atlantis didn't have reserved seating, so you had to do what you could to get a good seat. To further increase their dogs' seat-holding ability, many wrestling fans bred dogs that smelled absolutely awful when wet, to ensure that no-one would try to take their spot. These days wrestling fans can just buy tickets ahead of time, but the genes for weapons-grade stink remain in the canine species.
Q: If Superman's all noble and selfless and humble, why does he have a big 'S' on his chest as if to broadcast to the world "Hey look everyone, I'm Superman!"?