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In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
In case you did not know this from before, I am making sure now that you are aware that this blog is completely mine and mine alone. In other words, I say what I want, to whoever I want, however I want, whenever I want. I am entitled to my own opinions as you are to yours. If you don't like what you read, then please go away and never bother to come back. You were not forced or coerced into coming here and most definitely, you are not obligated to stay. So leave, if you think you should. No if's, no and's, no but's, no exceptions.
Sunday, June 08, 2003
Freddie "Classy" Blassie
Freddie Blassie, 85, went to the "big mat" in the sky as a legend who was memorialized yesterday as the ultimate Iron Man of Rasslin'. In the 1950s and '60s, it was Blassie who started the cult of villainy that's the signature of today's ring entertainers. His trademark, to historically booing crowds, was: "Listen, you pencil-neck geeks!"
Posted by: Rowlfe - at: 6/08/2003 09:11:00 PM
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