February 28th 2011
I am absolutely amazing.
Welcome to the single redeeming aspect of the relaunch of the NRWL, "Flawless Fred's Flawless Facts." I extend that welcome only to those who spent more on their shoes than it takes to feed the average nuclear family for the month. If you don't fall into that category, go ooze your way back to your trailer - the flies miss crawling on you.
Well, the NRWL is back. And of course, the only reason it's actually back is because I signed on be involved in some way. Without me, there would be no way this federation would have any success this season. Sure, Mr. Charles and Mr. Sunderland can believe they brought back a great thing. They can talk all about the "new talent pool" when they come up for air while they French-kiss each other, but the truth is that the NRWL is the NRWL because I'm here. Let's be honest. Anything of any significance that has ever happened, I've had a part of in some way. Without me giving my much-respected and highly acclaimed viewpoints, this season would consist watching of a bunch of untalented amateurs playing patty-cake in the ring, and reading the ramblings of a tired old geezer who's one uneven sidewalk away from a broken hip. Yay...
So try to find some enjoyment from these outcasts-from-the-short-school-bus tripping over each other, and just completely skip the nonsensical drivel of the fossil, while you anxiously await the next masterpiece article written by the only non-hack this federation has employed.
I'm Flawless Fred, and those are the Facts.
