Whattup Horsey-holics. It is your certified "Cult Leader" back to tell you the happenings.

"The Orient Express" Shank Dorsey and "The Other White Meat" Dale Johnson were in a match this past weekend against Mark Mattis and Al. B Dammed. As predicted, we wiped the canvas with their faces and beat the manhood out of them. Unfortunately, both Al B. Dammed and Mark Mattis rolled us up in small packages and had a handful of tights to get the win. Next time boy's, it's chop city for you.

But what's even worse than that is the fact that we agreed to the match because we need video footage for a tape we are putting together. When we went to watch the match on tape, some DUMBASS hit the manual focus button when he was showing our video shooter how to turn it on. So to make a long story short, we got a 15-minute match of 4 blurs and some noise. A good match wasted in my opinion

Another road story has occurred. I won't get into all the details now. (I'm gonna save that for my shoot tape) but the jest of it is that a RAT had a thing for "The Orient Express". But even more than that is that she had an even BIGGER thing for "The Other White Meat". Long story short, Shank and Dale got a boob shot that we will never forget. The only thing is that the rat was tipping the scales at about 350 or so.

No, I'm not gonna go into details. Let's just say it was definitely a site and for some strange reason, I was in the mood for a personal pan pizza from Pizza Hut after I saw it. Let's just leave it at that for now.

One thing is for sure, There's never a dull moment whenever Shank and Dale is around. Especially Dale, that boy is out there. I think that's why I love the Guy.

I'm still getting a lot of E-mails asking when I'm returning to Columbus wrestling. Well, I left Columbus wrestling and ventured west for a while and it was good for me. Wrestling outside of Ohio is very different and it gave me a chance to learn. I try to learn everyday in this business. I've since slowed down on my out of town schedule to look into my future. Not just in wrestling, but in everyday life.

At the show this past weekend, a couple of guy's came up and started talking to me. I hadn't wrestled anywhere in Ohio except Piqua in a long time. These guys came to me with their hand's extended and huge smiles on their faces. They gave me pretty good heat during our match and even started the "Pork Chop" chant. At first, Dale and myself thought they were chanting "Boring-Boring", then we realized what they were saying and I was completely amazed. I haven't used the "Pork Chop" gimmick since I worked for the IWA almost a year and a half ago, give or take. These guys that were hissing at me earlier in the night approached me and asked, "Where the hell have you been?" They said that they wondered what happened to me and that they were so glad that they came to the show because they always loved watching me work. They wanted to know when I was coming back to Ohio wrestling and to Washington C.H. especially, because that is where they were from. I simply gave them the answer that I have been giving everyone else and that is "I don't know"

I have thought about making an Ohio return, even a Columbus return for that matter. I honestly don't want to get involved with all the retarded shit that happens in Columbus wrestling, but there's something deep inside of me that say's that I may have some unfinished business here. I haven't decided if I am returning or where I'll go if I do. But one thing was brought to my attention this weekend.

I'm not an arrogant person and I certainly don't think I'm a great worker. If I were, I'd be in the Fed. But when those two guys came and talked to me and said the things that they said. That's when I realized that maybe I have made some sort of impact on Ohio wrestling. I most definitely made an impact on these two marks of the business. And in my eyes, that's the most important thing. So maybe I'll be back, maybe I won't. As soon as I know, I'll be sure to let the Horsey-holics know ???