One of the worst parts of childhood is growing up to understand that a lot of the things you held dearest are a bunch of crap.  Santa Claus?  Your dad in a fat suit.  The Easter Bunny?  Come on.  You thought that was real?   The tooth fairy?  That’s just a bunch of crap to get you to go see a dentist.   Still, there was one thing I learned growing up that crushed me more than finding out any of those three weren’t real.   I remember the day my cousin told me wrestling was fake.

I felt as my entire soul was being torn apart at the seams.   My parents always told me it was fake, but I never believed them.  My cousin, on the other hand, was a wrestling fan and had no reason to lie to me.   It was horrible, I thought the Ultimate Warrior really was an Ultimate Warrior, and now I found out he was just some roid raging psycho with a penchant for face paint.   Thankfully, Vince McMahon realizes the pain this causes young children worldwide, and he wants to do something about it.

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