Tonight was awesome. Even if it did take us over an hour to find Monday Night Messiah's old Shield gear in the back of our closet.

Tradition is tradition, Monday Night Messiah. And I am nothing if not an old man steeped in tradition. *takes off Santa hat*

youtube.com/watch?v=WU-OM1… *makes my glorious return from the dead(drunk)*

Deathmatch. That reminds me. *break a light tube across the back of Daddy Deej's head* MISS ME, DEEJ?

WHERE THE FUCK IS VAL?

Where the fuck is Haley(?)?! (It worked with Val)

I'd completely forgotten how much fun it is to see names and bios that make no sense because people used big words they didn't know the definition of.

Froot Loops. Now there's a big time throwback.

Go slay the beast, baby. I love you Monday Night Messiah.

Damn Lesner. Steve didn't have time to poop in his gear before the match.

I may very well vomit.

Don't stop. Don't fuckin stop, Seth.

Beast. Slayer. That's my fuckin Beast Slayer right there.

Holy shit, it's May 4th. Happy Anniversary Monday Night Messiah #DethWedding

#FlashbackFriday *Dances around naked to Paparazzi*

WHAT THE FUCK, I SOMEHOW WASN'T FOLLOWING YOU!! I THOUGHT YOU DIED OR BECAME A SCIENTOLOGIST OR SOME SHIT! now watch me shay shay.

I'm glad Steve's away for the weekend. He'd be so confused right now.

So loving those contacts Monday Night Messiah is wearing.

So happy our luggage just got heavier. Congrats Monday Night Messiah. So proud of you, baby.

I can't believe it's been 4 years since the #DethWedding. Happy anniversary Monday Night Messiah.