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Xander Cage

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Mun/Muse 21+ Written by Erick

Est. 1/2017

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               “pretty sure brock lesnar’s dopin’. nobody 
gives a shit ‘f you’re suckin’ vince macmahon’s dick.”
he scoffs, leaning back on the sofa. and then he offered
a shrug. “you’d think so, but… they brought the duddly
boys back a little while ago too. so… clearly age don’t
matter. neither does talent,” he gestured pointedly at
brock lesnar, “he gets winded within thirty seconds. ‘s
embarrassin’. he ain’t even that old.”

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Brock Lesnar? Shit. “I thought he’d gone to UFC, he came back?” Showed just how outta the loop he was with wrestling. Watching the fight go on, he saw the older stars clearly feeling their age, the staging even looked worse when you got old. And the Dudley Boyz? He felt like he’d just jumped the senator’s car off the bridge again. That was fifteen years ago, too. “Man, how can you even still like this? You and I could have more fun in the ring than all thirty of these retirement-age hosers.” Which, they could, definitely. Maybe Xander was suggesting it, maybe he wasn’t. Either way, the fight on screen was just getting sad