I think people like the idea of the wrestler King. Someone that gets things done. Someone that owns a bootleg Northface Jacket with inner layer that zips with two buttons on each sleeve. Even the bootleg one, the inner layer has two buttons on the end of each sleeve. Someone that is like Brad Pit in that film The Mexican that goes “andele” “ariba” to a scared pedro.

Someone that gets things done and no one can figure out how and why. With a part for a Chrysler window track available at the nearby Kragen twice. With a team of people that would need to get rid of all the trouble makers so I could play basketball. Someone with the not selling a Silverado authority to execute random people in Oakland. Just because they suck and are retards. Random people that suck and are fraudulent to the maximum.

A false narrative. As obviously random n*grows are all King and all have a team of police and FBI agents so this random black faced man can drive around in a circle in an unprofessional manner. Oakland California simply had no horse power. Random people which are clowns that look like clowns and are clowns.