The Finishing Touch (Karen's Wee Challenge #27)
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The Finishing Touch (Karen's Wee Challenge #27)
The Tennessee Cyclone threw himself into the ring. Jerry Joe Frakes rolled out of the way before 335 pounds of muscle thudded where, seconds earlier, his head had been.
A real crowd pleaser.
Trapped in a vicious stranglehold, Jerry Joe hissed, “Piledriver finale, then off to the saloon, OK?”
The Cyclone grunted assent, flung Jerry Joe to the mat and vaulted off the ropes. His elbow smashed into Jerry Joe’s face.
It was beer time.
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| I think that's probably perfectly clear to anyone who knows anything about wrestling, Bill. Just me not having a clue... |
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| Rosie - I was a little unsure about how the Cyclone would be viewed. Kind of looked like he attacked the other wrestler unfairly, when what I wanted to express was the two wrestlers executing the last staged move so they could punch out and go get a drink. 75 words are not always enough. But thank you, dear. |
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| Ouch! Is that what a piledriver is? Or was the Cyclone not to be trusted? Either way, a great finishing touch, Bill! Berff. |
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Brilliant, as always.
I came in at 'threw himself' think 'leapt' is a better visual. but how would I know? I don't watch it.
Anyway, it's still brill. |
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Oh, no. WWE has spread to the UK?
Is that our retaliation for Mad Cow disease?
Thank you, Karen. |
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