Remember when Chris Jericho came on Larry King to get all pretend pissed that Mickey Rourke pretend called him out during his press tour for The Wrestler? And then Mickey Rourke was going to pretend wrestle in Wrestlemania but pulled out? Well last night, Rourke showed up at Wreslemania anyway, and jumped in the ring to pretend box Chris Jericho. Said the announcers, “Rourke’s gotta remember, nobody’s gonna yell ‘cut’.” It’s true, no one cares how bad your acting is at Wrestlemania. Because the crowd are mouth-breathing dimwits, you see. Other than that, it was just your average, two guys with highlighted hair, one with a ponytail and leather vest, the other in a speedo and knee-high boots, pretend fighting each other kind of night. Reminds me of Thanksgiving, really.
I like this Mickey Rourke better.

[hat tip: CHUD]



The real winner here? Childhood demons.
I didn’t get to see it because I was too busy stealing cows.
Last night was also RustleMania.
Dor sho gha! Did Undertaker win???
Joaquin Phoenix doesn’t even remember the name of the movie he’s supposed to be pimping while Mickey Rourke continues to do so despite that his movie is between theaters and DVD right now.
You know, the great thing is that Wrestlemania is basically the Shakespearian drama of our time.
Jim Ross: “OH MAH GAHD! IT’S THE GUY FROM HARLEY DAVIDSON AND THE MARLBORO MAN!!!”
They hate us because we’re free.
I was surprised that, when seeing Mickey Rourke arrive at the arena with his pets, Jerry the King Lawler didn’t scream out “PUPPIES!!!”
I’d rather see Mickey Mouse knock out Chris Jericho.
At least he didn’t have a heart attack.
Paul E sees Rourkes face, “Pore! Pore! POOOOOOOOOORE!”
You should see Jericho after a couple 40′s of Mickey’s malt liquor.
That’s the weakest lefty jab I’ve witnessed since Rachel Maddow made fun of Ron Paul.
Goodbye hard-earned regained credibility, hello human growth hormone WWE company discount.
Donk’s right.
Alas poor Batista, I knew him . . . thud*
*steel chair to Hamlet’s head
Just as the bard wrote it.
Really, Erswi. Shakespearian plays were packed full of idiots who didn’t know how to read or write screaming at the people on stage and sometimes attacking them.
Even better, shakespearian plays brought a lot of new words into our vocabulary, you Jabroni.
Hey man, I was agreeing wiff you . . . thou dissembling fen-sucked malcontent!
Or as Big Willy S. would’ve put it . . . you rooty-poo, candy ass!
“Sally Mae! Ya’ll shoudda been there! Firsta all, the guy made a mistake and gave me a LARGE Coors instead of the small I paid fer, THEN, they brung out that guy from Fantasy Island to rastle with Chris Jericho! It was a hoot!”
Hey Donk & Erswi…Know your role and shut your mouth…es
God, remember when the Rock was cool…
Sorry Erswi, just a habit I’ve picked up of assuming that people that know about wrestling don’t understand when I make a comparison. It’s a tough habit to break, but I think it’s served me well over the years.
No doubt bruva, no doubt.
Where the fuck is Luch? He would have nommed His POOOOOOOORE comment!!!
FYI-Undertaker did win, streak intact! QAPLAH!
Next year the title match will be between Jaws and Koko B. Ware’s bird.
Loser gets a haircut from Brutus.
Oh no you di’nt BFJ! Where the fuck is Burnsy when Koko’s being called out?
Jericho looked just like all of Mike Tyson’s opponents before he married Robin Givens.
I like how the E7 banner title has this site listed as;
FilmDrunk.com: Vince Mancini’s pants-free
Like it is a declaritive statement or twitter entry.
If I could work without pants on, I’d be declaring it all over town.
Remember when Chris Jericho came on Larry King
Haha, yeah, good times.