My name now is Rowdy Roddy Piper dot com.

anyone else see jay reaching for david's face or am i afflicted with a rare illness

the david finlay torment nexus is unreal. the overarching faction he led a subdivision of was dissolved after months of said subdivision slowly coming apart at the seams. his two new recruits skyrocketed straight to winning belts fresh off excursion after barely engaging with him onscreen. he's gabe kidd's emergency contact. he's answering to the guy he beat for the IWGP global heavyweight title, who's besties with the OTHER guy he beat for the same prize, who also founded the faction now frontlined by the kid who pummeled the war dogs and finlay specifically into the dirt. he has to watch the death riders cheat their way through beating one of his strongest acquisitions, who unbound company got in the divorce after feuding so hard they decided to get hatemarried. pac is tagging with a member of the other big faction that desperately tried to kill the war dogs for months. his ex boyfriend is back and flirting with the scariest member of his contractor's faction on twitter. and his ex's best friend, whom david treated worse than a car tire in a shirt, filmed him getting bonked on the head by the aforementioned ex. bro is never crawling out of the grave he dug himself