I met Tommy "Wildfire" Rich one day in Dalton.... I was a teen, working at Hardee's burning burgers .... Tommy and his promoter came in after they had a match at Ft. Hill Gymnasium in Dalton (bet there are some folks around here that remember when they did that emoRolleyes ) .... I was 17, and thought I'd strike up a conversation with him while he was ordering..... I cruised up to the cash register and said " Hey Tommy, how 'bout telling us how fake that wrastlin' is emoGoofy ?" .... uhmmm... that wasn't the way to befriend Mr. Rich. emoDoh I think it made him a tad angry... He called me every name in the book emoBadLanguage emoBadLanguage emoBadLanguage Slammed his hands down on the counter, emoMad emoMad yelled at me some more, emoBadLanguage emoBadLanguage ... pointed to the scars on his head, and said that if I weren't a minor, he'd jump the counter and show me how fake it was emoEek emoEek emoEek ... I retreated back to the grill and was happy to still have my face emoDance .... a few minutes later, my boss asked me to go sweep the floors in the lobby.... I said %@*# NO! ... not while that mad man was out there emoBigsmile
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