D2: I know! I know! I'm sorry! It's been over a month since we've posted anything but here I am begging forgiveness and offering nothing but promises to do better. And there's Drake, not giving a shit.
The truth of the matter is, we've been crazy as of late. The battle between Drake and I intensifies day-by-day, with each drop of sweat, with each muttered curse, we fight each other tooth-and-nail. But despite our mutual hatred for each other, we've had a common goal in mind this past month-ish.
Yes...yes... we are taking a little vacation to...Shit...here he comes...
Drake: Did you miss me? Of course you did!
Now before I let D2 torture you with his lengthy, oh-so-boring ruminations on human nature, I had to pull the reigns and take control to tell you about a very fun and interesting development. I got the call, texts, emails, various different modes of contact from the big man upstairs.
No, not Jesus...he still prefers the old, yet effective, method of just barging into your life like a bull in a china shop and telling you how things are going to be. No, this is an altogether different big man. His name is one that resounds throughout the world of homoerotic wrestling royalty, and shit, he even scares ME! I'm talking about the incomparable Kid Leopard, Big Daddy of BGEast wrestling.
He got in touch with me and asked me if I was ready to bring myself back to action. A moment's hesitation as Drake had to check his prissy little date planner, me chomping at the bit, before the ticket was booked to the south Florida BGEast campus. And a return to male-on-male erotic combat.
Don't worry...this time away has not dulled my senses, has not worn the edges of my insuppressible Cheshire's grin, has not weakened me. Rather, this time away has offered me an opportunity to fine tune my skills as well as my body and has afforded me some experiences that make me eager to bring what I've learned to the mat to face some guys (stiff competition from what I've heard) that I think you'll be very excited for.
My impending return to action at BGEast has made me look and evaluate a lot of things in my life (D2: I had a hand in that for once) and while I'm just as sorry as D2 over the negligence of this blog, I know you'll come back because I'm in your head. Under your skin. I'm here to help all of you kinky little bastards to find your other side as well, to let him come out and play, indulge him a little. In the words of the legendary Norman Bates: "We all go a little mad sometimes."