Wrestlerette Stacy Keibler

Perhaps, we will alienate some of our viewers in the next few sentences, but just keep in mind; EVERYONE is up for ridicule on this site. You see, it has always been a mystery to The D-Man as to why grown men (and even women) continue to be fans of professional wrestling. Sure, D used to love to the old WWF during the days of Hulk Hogan, Andre The Giant, The Iron Sheik (and all those other ethnic stereotyped characters) when he was TEN! But to be a thirty something still sucked into the theatrical drama of grown men faux fighting in Speedos and other outrageous costumes while using fake voices just frightens The D-Man to think these keeners have also spawned kids who are under their influence. Ok, so you're someone whose channel surfing and stops, for curiosity's sake, to see what this WWE (E?) is all about and even watches a whole episode once in a while. Ok, we can appreciate the need to watch crap TV to numb yourself BUT don't you think a screw is missing with these guys and gals who actually go to the matches decked out in all the gear (mullet and all) with their signs with "So and So Sucks!" or "So and So Rules!" who scream at the top of their lungs with every drop kick and after each cheesy line during a wrestler's macho monologue? Then it dawned on D, Mr. McMahon must have known his young fans of the 80s would eventually "grow up" so he needed a gimmick to keep those so-called maturing fans. This is where eye candy wrestlerettes like Stacy Keibler come in. If contrived violence doesn't spark your fanaticism like it did as a young boy, then the other taboo of today's society may interest you, sex. So now we get it. Very clever Ed. Now feel free to retire and go away.