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Americanada the Beautiful (NIAGARA FALLS)

I just got home from Niagara Falls and what a fucking place. It's a place of romance, beer, antiquated consumerism, and of course, water. It's shocking how busy/ridiculous/decrepit the main strip is compared to how serene and beautiful the falls are. It's also shocking how everything in the area seems to be firmly stuck at least five years behind the rest of the world, like when Allison and I walked into an arcade and TATU's "All The Things She Said" was on loop and the first game we saw was the first Marvel vs.

WTF?! of the day

File this tattoo under BYTMD, as in, "Better You Than Me, Dawg." I have friends with all sorts of ridiculous tattoos (including a lady friend with a mustache tattooed on her index finger), but none with this kind of dedication to a single, bland, salty snack staple. I have to admit, though it's not the highest quality tattoo I've ever seen, I actually kind of like it. I'd rather have an array of pretzels tattooed on me than a single Taz or tribal backpiece, so it is what it is.

Shocking Asia! Midget Wrestling

Does anyone anywhere have a copy of Shocking Asia laying about, either in hard copy or on their computer? This video is obviously the least shocking aspect of the entire film (especially considering that, even in the 70's, "minis" were common in both the U.S. and Mexico), but I'm very intrigued. Hook a brother up!

P.S. How does one learn to do the "face-ball" slide without breaking their neck?

Muta's Mist, explained?

There's an entire Wikipedia article dedicated the The Great Muta's poison mist, and the meanings of the various colors. Though I always look way to far into these things, it brought to mind a portion from "The Unreal Story of Professional Wrestling," where an author of a book about the subject raised the point that with the exception of organized religion, we are a society that grew up with no real mythology, and that in a way, pro wrestling in its various forms embodies a modern day mythology.

Santo y Blue Demon Contra Dracula Y El Hombre Lobo

I can't describe how pissed I was at the last Horror Hound convention when I saw a HUGE Santo poster, legit from the 60's, and it was 300 FUCKING DOLLARS. I'll just never know why some of the worlds shittiest films beget some of the most expensive merchandise. Is the demand for vintage Santo posters that high? Beats the fuck out of me. Suck on this tasty clip.

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