Dear Chris Jericho,
I think …
I think I may be …
I think I may be a Jerichoholic.
It started out small (as addictions usually do).
I knew who you were.
Then I started listening to Fozzy.
Then I went to a Fozzy concert.
Then I started watching AEW: Dynamite every Wednesday night.
And just last night I caught myself wishing I had found out about the Chris Jericho Rock ‘N’ Rager at Sea: Part Deux before it sold out.
So now I think I have a problem.
I’m more surprised than you. I’m sure you think everyone should be a Jerichoholic.
But you’re not my usual type.
1. You’re blond.
2. You’re hairless.
3. You’re a little … stocky.
I know I should be booing you along with the AEW audience.
But I can’t.
I can’t stop smiling and laughing when you are on screen.
Just ask Gideon. He’s right there with me on the couch every Wednesday.
They say the first step in recovery is admitting you have a problem.
So.
My name is Beth, and I’m a Jerichoholic.
Hit me up if cruise slots open.
I’d be happy to experience the Judas Effect for myself.
Love,
Beth
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You have managed to follow the oddities and curiosities write-up with another unexpectedly informative post.
I’ve no idea who Chris Jericho is… Is the kneeling brunette his bitch, as they supposedly say in prison? Out of context, that photo is rather humorous and singular. 🙂
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Ahaha! Pretty much. He’s the new “talent” he’s supporting. Part of the “inner circle” of villains.
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