“Wrestling is like soap operas, but instead of crying to solve their problems they kick each other’s asses”
– davepoobond
“Wrestling is like soap operas, but instead of crying to solve their problems they kick each other’s asses”
– davepoobond
“I thought grandma was a pro wrestler – she knows nothing about basketball!”
– from the Radio
Q: What did the nervous wrestler say?
A: “I’ve got to get a hold on myself.”
Q: Why are wrestlers so good at geometry?
A: Because they’re used to circling in a square ring.
Manager: How did you ever get out of that hold?
Wrestler: It happened like this: I saw a finger, so I bit it. Then I got really mad ’cause my finger hurt so bad!
First Fan: Did you see the match between Frankenstein and Dracula?
Second Fan: No. What happened?
First Fan: Frankenstein was down for the Count.
First Wrestler: That sure was a long walk from the dressing room to the ring.
Second Wrestler: Don’t worry. You won’t have to walk back.
Q: Why did the wrestlers have to wrestle in the dark?
A: Their match wouldn’t light.
First Wrestler: I hear you’re taking a mail-order bodybuilding course.
Second Wrestler: That’s right. Every week, the mailman brings me a new piece of bodybuilding equipment.
First Wrestler: You don’t look much different to me.
Second Wrestler: You’re right. But you should see my mailman!
First Wrestler: Want to see something really swell?
Second Wrestler: Sure.
First Wrestler: Hit yourself on the head with a baseball bat.
First Wrestler: I’ve got you in a scissors hold.
Second Wrestler: Cut it out!
Q: What are a wrestler’s favorite colors?
A: Black and blue.
“Looks like I missed the bull’s-eye,” Tom said aimlessly.
“Give me a rubdown,” Tom said sorely.
“Let’s go camping if the weather is good,” Tom said tentatively.
“I’ve got a great tennis serve,” Tom said faultlessly.
“Would you go fishing with me?” Tom asked with baited breath.
“What this team needs is a great home-run hitter,” Tom said ruthlessly.
“I’m retiring from baseball,” Tom said with resignation.
“Something is wrong with my bowling,” Tom said gutterally.
“Is this boat tilting, or is it my imagination?” Tom asked listlessly.
“Want to Indian wrestle?” Tom asked bravely.
“Our canoe is headed for the falls!” Tom said rapidly.
“This horse won’t stop,” Tom said woefully.