Post by Noah Hanson on Apr 5, 2016 15:37:54 GMT -5
[On the flight to Scotland]
[4/5/2016]
[11 pm]
[Spotify: “Chalk Outline” by Three Days Grace]
[Mood: Salty]
[Noah Fun Fact #234: Once was supposed to do a Superman Movie but it fell through, the pictures were not that flattering so maybe it was a good idea that it fell through.]
[4/5/2016]
[11 pm]
[Spotify: “Chalk Outline” by Three Days Grace]
[Mood: Salty]
[Noah Fun Fact #234: Once was supposed to do a Superman Movie but it fell through, the pictures were not that flattering so maybe it was a good idea that it fell through.]
One thing I have learned working for Boardwalk on my part-time contract is that they actually travel and it is a lot. Not that I have a problem with flying, hell I love racking up frequent flyer miles for Southwest and sometimes I get to fly with my Uncle Mike, see he is a pilot for Southwest and sometimes he gets me free upgrades, sometimes I ride with my niece and things are all family like and shit but this time it was all business. I just found out days ago that I have a match with Noelle Shelly, a former Casino Champion in Boardwalk and someone that seems to be incredibly talented but dammit if I am not dead tired after the show for North Atlantic Wrestling and having to face Noelle, someone that looks like she had to get her parents to sign a permission slip so she could travel to Scotland in the first place but we won't go that route because I have no beef with the kid. I look at Noelle and I wonder hat she is doing in this business, she looks like she should be living her life in junior high not in the middle of a wrestling ring getting thrown around by people that could give a shit about her after the bell rings and the match is over.
And it is regardless of the outcome of the match I may win and I may even lose, look at my record I have over a hundred losses to my credit. I have lost to some of the most decorated wrestlers in the business, legends, icons, superstars and even a few that were flashes in the pan. But losses happen in this business, they define the type of person you become in this business and it is something that I have used over the years to build my legacy. I mean the buildup for this match is correct I do need this win but not as much as you think. I mean I fine with coming into Boardwalk and repping my home fed because that is what I am doing. I love showing up in Boardwalk, the passion that the fans have their fans have for the talent is incredible and the passion of the wrestlers themselves is something that not many feds can brag about but they surely can in Boardwalk and that is why winning and losing and going after belts doesn't really matter to me when I see that I am booked to wrestle for them but there is one that bothers me and it doesn't have a thing to do with Boardwalk it is my agent, he has failed me, didn't get me a private jet, I had to do it myself, I had to get it all taken care of MYSELF. So Noelle I might be a little testy when we meet in the ring but know this, it's not because of you or anything you might have said or done. My agent has made me have to book a flight that will basically have me running from the NAW arena, to the jet, off the jet in Scotland, to the arena, hell I might have to get dressed in the car to the arena.
Am I a stepping stone? I would like to think that I am not, I would like to think that this is just going to be a match that showcases two different sides of a stone. You have Noelle who is incredibly talented, younger and veteran of the Boardwalk ring. Me...i am a little older, been doing this for a little longer then my opponent and it shows in the ring sometimes, but with the experience, with the gaining of age also comes the slowing of the body, the more deliberate movement in the ring. I don't go out there and make moves that don't line up with the way I have my match planned. No wasted movements is the way I have always wrestled but the older you get the worse things get for a person such as myself. The joints throb, they ache sometimes, I look in the mirror and sometimes the reflection I see in the mirror isn't the person I see in my head. I have stood in front of the mirror for what seems like an eternity looking at my reflection and wondering where all the years have went and if everything that I have done is reallly worth it. I look at my time in Wrestling Midwest and Hardcore Insanity Wrestling, the start of my career and all the chances I took back then with my body and wonder if those moves, the ideas that I came up with back then were really worth it. I mean Noelle I don't know you, I don't know anything more about you then a little bit that I have read in your bio but I will say this I hope that you have not done things that you might look at as questionable. See I have done things in my career, to try and carve my legacy in this business and mean something in this business, things that I am not always that proud of. I have prayed to God for forgiveness and talked to my preacher to try and figure things out. See I have tried to end lives, I have ended careers, broken promises and told lies all for a leather strap and some fake gold that is glued to it. I have burned bridges because of my actions, I have tried to repair a few because I have looked back at my past and seen what I have left inmy wake. I have seen some of the broken bodies, minds and souls that I have left behind me because of my quest for for power, money and fame.
That is why I always give my opponents the same offer I have for a few years now. I offer my hand to them, how you react will tell me everything about how the match will go. I can look into your eyes as we shake hands, the pressure of your hand on mine, your glare in your, maybe your hand is a little sweaty or maybe you don't shake hands with me at all, maybe you give a little slap of the hand, nothing impersonal about that, more of a thing of how the younger generation of wrestlers do things. But again I am a bit of an old school type of wrestler, grew up in a different time so yeah I will make judgment on you on how you handle the first moments in the match between us. Mark my words I am no stepping stone, for one I am not even a full time star in Boardwalk, just someone that loves the vibes that Pettis gives off, better then a lot of fed heads out there for sure. I mean I have heard some grumblings as of late but the man has never done me wrong and to be honest I could care less because one thing I can see is that he does business different then Lee Best and Perry Wallace and that is all that matters to me. For now I know I don't have to sleep with my eyes open because I might need to see the knife coming to cut my throat as I try to sleep.
To be honest I am not even on the ladder of contenders, don't know why people get all freaked out or pissed off like Synnum De La Cruz did the last match I had in Boardwalk. I am not a full time competitor here, I don't have designs on any of the titles here and all I am doing is just keeping myself busy by accepting some dates here and there. People just don't get it, I don't want your titles, my schedule is busy as it is without having to shoehorn some title defenses for Boardwalk into it. Maybe Darin Zion was able to do it and juggle his duties for HOW and Boardwalk but those ambitions faded years ago when I would fly all over the country on a weekly basis because I wanted to be so famous, so popular that it blinded me from everything else in my life, the real things, the important things in life....not wrestling, not money and certainly not fame. I missed my chance at the important things in life, a family, children, a loving wife. I have missed my chance at the real things that matter Noelle, I have scarred my soul to the point that there is no coming back from it. Don't be like me Noelle, be more then I have become, rise above the business and become something more.
Be something better...
I guess I was lost in my thoughts, like I knew all this was true, that I am getting close to be at the end of my journey as far as being in the ring is concerned. Maybe that is something I am having a really hard time taking in. I mean I have lived to try and make Noah Hanson one of the most well known names in the whole business and for me to take a step back and see the light at the end of the tunnel is something that I would not have said five years ago but looking back over the years I should've seen the signs sooner, I should've listened to her when she begged me to walk away. The bad thing, the really sad part about all of this is that it may be too late to simply walk away from this. I might be more likely to be carried out of the ring on a stretcher but not to the back to get checked out but more then likely just straight to the morgue. I have raced this hotrod as hard as you possibly could, high speed, low drag as they say. That is why the body breaks down sometimes, that is why I don't remember the months after my fall from the cage in Wrestling Midwest. That is why I don't remember walking away from the helicopter crash that took the lives of my closest friend and my trainer. And that is why I don't know why I didn't die in the airline crash years ago. A curse....i have called it that way for a while now, some call it a gift, some call me the man that death has forgotten about but I am fairly certain that death will find me one day. See I am sure that Noelle is a very talented athlete, hell she has to be skilled to have held the Casino title at some point but I can assure you that Noah Hanson is no pushover, no stepping stone and I am NOT your friend and Noelle if you think I am afraid of losing, if you think for a moment that losing to you is something that makes me have sleepless nights then you are in for a long match. I won't go easy on you, I surely don't want to hurt you but in the end we all have done things that we aren't proud of and I have a long list of some of that in my past and doing one more thing won't make it any different and it won't make the weight on my soul any easier to handle.
“Penny for your thoughts babe?” Cassandra asked as she sat next to me and kissed me on the cheek.
I looked at her and smiled slightly. “Do you ever have any doubts about what you have done in your life? You know do you wish you could change things that you have done?”
“I would have changed how things went down the first time between you and I. I hate how all that went down and I don't think I can do something like that again. Noah I love you and I don't even want you to forget that, you mean so much to me and for me to do what I did because someone else thought I needed to do it for the cause just makes me sick now.” She looked like she was going to be sick just talking about it and that is why I knew things were different and I think that is why everything is changing for me and why I have started thinking about walking away from the business again.”
“I got an invite to do a tag team tournament for a place called Pro Wrestling Uprising, I was considering signing the deal and seeing what happens.” I explained.
“Gonna call Darin?” Cassandra asked.
“No.” I replied sternly. “Darin has his own thing to do, he has HOW to keep him busy. If the man really wanted me in his life all he has to do is pick up his damn cell phone and untie his tongue and talk to me man to man.”
“That does work both ways you know.” Cassandra sarcastically replied. “So then who are you going to get? What about Jason Price or Sexy Jason, might as well get the 'Agents of Chaos' some more press.”
I shook my head. “No, I was thinking about looking up an old friend.”
“Who?” Cassandra asked curiously.
“You remember Jason Blacque?” I replied. “We did some work together years ago, we still keep in touch.”
“What is Jason doing these days?” Cassandra asked.
“He teaches Yoga...” I said as I rolled my eyes. “...he says it's not the same kinda yoga that we used to do and that it's something different more intensity. Whatever that means...”
“So we are gonna have a whole day to sight see in Scotland you have anything in mind?” Cassandra asked.
“Yeah...” I replied nodding my head. “....i have a few things lined up and I have a nice hotel for us to stay in as well.”
“Not a Motel six or anything like that is it?” Cassandra asked.
I chuckled at the question and then smiled at Cassandra and flipped my laptop around to show her just where we were going to be staying while in Scotland. “It's called the Premier Inn and it's a short walk to the arena from the hotel.” She looked very pleased and smiled at the photo of the hotel and then shook her head.
“You always seem to surprise every so often babe.” She exclaimed. “Can we go look around and see what the arena is like?”
“Sure..” I said as I smiled and grabbed a pillow and a blanket and extended my seat back. “I need to get some sleep before we land we are gonna have a busy morning and I have a feeling jetlag will be the least of my problems.”
[Switching views]
I sat there watching Noah as he faded off to sleep, the name Jason Blacque was a name that I was not very familiar with but I knew someone that was and I fired up my laptop and moved to the back of the plane so Noah could get some rest and I wouldn't bother him. I pulled up Skype and called Karen, someone that Noah all to well but refuses to believe that his first love is actually alive. I have tried to convince him but he refuses to get into with me.
“Hello Cassandra...” Karen said as her screen opened. “Progress report....”
“He still refuses to believe everything,, he refuses to believe that you are alive and even though he has seen it with his own eyes he just won't buy into it.” I explained to Karen. “But I have a question boss.”
“Go ahead...” she replied as she tapped a few of her fingers on her desk to try to move me along.
“Jason Blacque...” I blurted out. “Noah is going to call him once we get to Scotland.”
“Jason is a weird one, a “Friend” of Noah's...” she explained as she put both her hands in the air and did the parentheses with her fingers to mock that Noah and Jason were ever friends. “Jason s delusional at best, someone that has went off his meds way to many times and actually believes that he came back from a distant future one that Noah supposedly caused. Is Jason talented? Of course Noah's uncle Mark trained him along with his grandfather Paul so yeah he has the pedigree of the Hanson clan training him but he is probably one of the most unstable people I have ever met.”
“Should I be concerned?” I asked Karen.
“Only if the man is off his meds then I would be very worried because the mindless babble about the future will fucking put you to sleep.” Karen warned. “I sure as hell would be careful sleeping at night around Jason because you really have no idea what the man is capable of, I mean the last time I heard where and what he was doing I think he was working in a factor y that built adult toys, you know like vibrators and stuff. I heard they even promoted him to tester....”
“What?” I said as I was confused by the comment.
“It doesn't really matter just enjoy yourselves over there. I will round up Mr. Blacque and make sure he is on the straight and narrow when you guys get back to Scranton.” Karen said, trying to reassure me of everything Jason Blacque and his craziness, the fact that we are less then twenty-four hours removed from a six man match in Scranton and now we are heading to Scotland to wrestle some girl in Boardwalk.
So yeah I guess our frequent flyer miles will get a real workout over the next few days. When I look at this Noelle girl I see someone that doesn't look like she belongs in a middle school gym let alone a professional wrestling ring but I guess Noah will have to go out there and show this kid why he is the “Hollywood A-Lister”. I know that people think that Noah needs a win in a bad way in Boardwalk and maybe he does, maybe he really doesn't care about wins or losses except when he steps into a North Atlantic Wrestling ring. He goes to Boardwalk because it's fun, not because he cares about winning titles or moving up any ladders, he just likes hurting people regardless of his standing and it really will not matter what happens with Noelle Shelley, he doesn't want to hurt her believe me but the darkness now there is another story. The seed inside him, the thing that is eating at his soul wants him to send Noelle back to the states in a coma to find the best medical treatment. When the darkness takes over there is no destiny, no fate....
….just cold, dark...nothingness...you can struggle to get free but there is nothing you can do about it Noelle. You are doomed to be engulfed in the darkness....”
I know now what Noah means when he goes off on one of his ramblings and claims he doesn't know why he does them. It felt weirdly...erotic....almost like a trance but this is John Pariah's fault So Noelle when you wake up in the ER I will gladly hand you the phone number of John Pariah because he started all this...
You can thank me later...
(end)
And it is regardless of the outcome of the match I may win and I may even lose, look at my record I have over a hundred losses to my credit. I have lost to some of the most decorated wrestlers in the business, legends, icons, superstars and even a few that were flashes in the pan. But losses happen in this business, they define the type of person you become in this business and it is something that I have used over the years to build my legacy. I mean the buildup for this match is correct I do need this win but not as much as you think. I mean I fine with coming into Boardwalk and repping my home fed because that is what I am doing. I love showing up in Boardwalk, the passion that the fans have their fans have for the talent is incredible and the passion of the wrestlers themselves is something that not many feds can brag about but they surely can in Boardwalk and that is why winning and losing and going after belts doesn't really matter to me when I see that I am booked to wrestle for them but there is one that bothers me and it doesn't have a thing to do with Boardwalk it is my agent, he has failed me, didn't get me a private jet, I had to do it myself, I had to get it all taken care of MYSELF. So Noelle I might be a little testy when we meet in the ring but know this, it's not because of you or anything you might have said or done. My agent has made me have to book a flight that will basically have me running from the NAW arena, to the jet, off the jet in Scotland, to the arena, hell I might have to get dressed in the car to the arena.
Am I a stepping stone? I would like to think that I am not, I would like to think that this is just going to be a match that showcases two different sides of a stone. You have Noelle who is incredibly talented, younger and veteran of the Boardwalk ring. Me...i am a little older, been doing this for a little longer then my opponent and it shows in the ring sometimes, but with the experience, with the gaining of age also comes the slowing of the body, the more deliberate movement in the ring. I don't go out there and make moves that don't line up with the way I have my match planned. No wasted movements is the way I have always wrestled but the older you get the worse things get for a person such as myself. The joints throb, they ache sometimes, I look in the mirror and sometimes the reflection I see in the mirror isn't the person I see in my head. I have stood in front of the mirror for what seems like an eternity looking at my reflection and wondering where all the years have went and if everything that I have done is reallly worth it. I look at my time in Wrestling Midwest and Hardcore Insanity Wrestling, the start of my career and all the chances I took back then with my body and wonder if those moves, the ideas that I came up with back then were really worth it. I mean Noelle I don't know you, I don't know anything more about you then a little bit that I have read in your bio but I will say this I hope that you have not done things that you might look at as questionable. See I have done things in my career, to try and carve my legacy in this business and mean something in this business, things that I am not always that proud of. I have prayed to God for forgiveness and talked to my preacher to try and figure things out. See I have tried to end lives, I have ended careers, broken promises and told lies all for a leather strap and some fake gold that is glued to it. I have burned bridges because of my actions, I have tried to repair a few because I have looked back at my past and seen what I have left inmy wake. I have seen some of the broken bodies, minds and souls that I have left behind me because of my quest for for power, money and fame.
That is why I always give my opponents the same offer I have for a few years now. I offer my hand to them, how you react will tell me everything about how the match will go. I can look into your eyes as we shake hands, the pressure of your hand on mine, your glare in your, maybe your hand is a little sweaty or maybe you don't shake hands with me at all, maybe you give a little slap of the hand, nothing impersonal about that, more of a thing of how the younger generation of wrestlers do things. But again I am a bit of an old school type of wrestler, grew up in a different time so yeah I will make judgment on you on how you handle the first moments in the match between us. Mark my words I am no stepping stone, for one I am not even a full time star in Boardwalk, just someone that loves the vibes that Pettis gives off, better then a lot of fed heads out there for sure. I mean I have heard some grumblings as of late but the man has never done me wrong and to be honest I could care less because one thing I can see is that he does business different then Lee Best and Perry Wallace and that is all that matters to me. For now I know I don't have to sleep with my eyes open because I might need to see the knife coming to cut my throat as I try to sleep.
To be honest I am not even on the ladder of contenders, don't know why people get all freaked out or pissed off like Synnum De La Cruz did the last match I had in Boardwalk. I am not a full time competitor here, I don't have designs on any of the titles here and all I am doing is just keeping myself busy by accepting some dates here and there. People just don't get it, I don't want your titles, my schedule is busy as it is without having to shoehorn some title defenses for Boardwalk into it. Maybe Darin Zion was able to do it and juggle his duties for HOW and Boardwalk but those ambitions faded years ago when I would fly all over the country on a weekly basis because I wanted to be so famous, so popular that it blinded me from everything else in my life, the real things, the important things in life....not wrestling, not money and certainly not fame. I missed my chance at the important things in life, a family, children, a loving wife. I have missed my chance at the real things that matter Noelle, I have scarred my soul to the point that there is no coming back from it. Don't be like me Noelle, be more then I have become, rise above the business and become something more.
Be something better...
I guess I was lost in my thoughts, like I knew all this was true, that I am getting close to be at the end of my journey as far as being in the ring is concerned. Maybe that is something I am having a really hard time taking in. I mean I have lived to try and make Noah Hanson one of the most well known names in the whole business and for me to take a step back and see the light at the end of the tunnel is something that I would not have said five years ago but looking back over the years I should've seen the signs sooner, I should've listened to her when she begged me to walk away. The bad thing, the really sad part about all of this is that it may be too late to simply walk away from this. I might be more likely to be carried out of the ring on a stretcher but not to the back to get checked out but more then likely just straight to the morgue. I have raced this hotrod as hard as you possibly could, high speed, low drag as they say. That is why the body breaks down sometimes, that is why I don't remember the months after my fall from the cage in Wrestling Midwest. That is why I don't remember walking away from the helicopter crash that took the lives of my closest friend and my trainer. And that is why I don't know why I didn't die in the airline crash years ago. A curse....i have called it that way for a while now, some call it a gift, some call me the man that death has forgotten about but I am fairly certain that death will find me one day. See I am sure that Noelle is a very talented athlete, hell she has to be skilled to have held the Casino title at some point but I can assure you that Noah Hanson is no pushover, no stepping stone and I am NOT your friend and Noelle if you think I am afraid of losing, if you think for a moment that losing to you is something that makes me have sleepless nights then you are in for a long match. I won't go easy on you, I surely don't want to hurt you but in the end we all have done things that we aren't proud of and I have a long list of some of that in my past and doing one more thing won't make it any different and it won't make the weight on my soul any easier to handle.
“Penny for your thoughts babe?” Cassandra asked as she sat next to me and kissed me on the cheek.
I looked at her and smiled slightly. “Do you ever have any doubts about what you have done in your life? You know do you wish you could change things that you have done?”
“I would have changed how things went down the first time between you and I. I hate how all that went down and I don't think I can do something like that again. Noah I love you and I don't even want you to forget that, you mean so much to me and for me to do what I did because someone else thought I needed to do it for the cause just makes me sick now.” She looked like she was going to be sick just talking about it and that is why I knew things were different and I think that is why everything is changing for me and why I have started thinking about walking away from the business again.”
“I got an invite to do a tag team tournament for a place called Pro Wrestling Uprising, I was considering signing the deal and seeing what happens.” I explained.
“Gonna call Darin?” Cassandra asked.
“No.” I replied sternly. “Darin has his own thing to do, he has HOW to keep him busy. If the man really wanted me in his life all he has to do is pick up his damn cell phone and untie his tongue and talk to me man to man.”
“That does work both ways you know.” Cassandra sarcastically replied. “So then who are you going to get? What about Jason Price or Sexy Jason, might as well get the 'Agents of Chaos' some more press.”
I shook my head. “No, I was thinking about looking up an old friend.”
“Who?” Cassandra asked curiously.
“You remember Jason Blacque?” I replied. “We did some work together years ago, we still keep in touch.”
“What is Jason doing these days?” Cassandra asked.
“He teaches Yoga...” I said as I rolled my eyes. “...he says it's not the same kinda yoga that we used to do and that it's something different more intensity. Whatever that means...”
“So we are gonna have a whole day to sight see in Scotland you have anything in mind?” Cassandra asked.
“Yeah...” I replied nodding my head. “....i have a few things lined up and I have a nice hotel for us to stay in as well.”
“Not a Motel six or anything like that is it?” Cassandra asked.
I chuckled at the question and then smiled at Cassandra and flipped my laptop around to show her just where we were going to be staying while in Scotland. “It's called the Premier Inn and it's a short walk to the arena from the hotel.” She looked very pleased and smiled at the photo of the hotel and then shook her head.
“You always seem to surprise every so often babe.” She exclaimed. “Can we go look around and see what the arena is like?”
“Sure..” I said as I smiled and grabbed a pillow and a blanket and extended my seat back. “I need to get some sleep before we land we are gonna have a busy morning and I have a feeling jetlag will be the least of my problems.”
[Switching views]
I sat there watching Noah as he faded off to sleep, the name Jason Blacque was a name that I was not very familiar with but I knew someone that was and I fired up my laptop and moved to the back of the plane so Noah could get some rest and I wouldn't bother him. I pulled up Skype and called Karen, someone that Noah all to well but refuses to believe that his first love is actually alive. I have tried to convince him but he refuses to get into with me.
“Hello Cassandra...” Karen said as her screen opened. “Progress report....”
“He still refuses to believe everything,, he refuses to believe that you are alive and even though he has seen it with his own eyes he just won't buy into it.” I explained to Karen. “But I have a question boss.”
“Go ahead...” she replied as she tapped a few of her fingers on her desk to try to move me along.
“Jason Blacque...” I blurted out. “Noah is going to call him once we get to Scotland.”
“Jason is a weird one, a “Friend” of Noah's...” she explained as she put both her hands in the air and did the parentheses with her fingers to mock that Noah and Jason were ever friends. “Jason s delusional at best, someone that has went off his meds way to many times and actually believes that he came back from a distant future one that Noah supposedly caused. Is Jason talented? Of course Noah's uncle Mark trained him along with his grandfather Paul so yeah he has the pedigree of the Hanson clan training him but he is probably one of the most unstable people I have ever met.”
“Should I be concerned?” I asked Karen.
“Only if the man is off his meds then I would be very worried because the mindless babble about the future will fucking put you to sleep.” Karen warned. “I sure as hell would be careful sleeping at night around Jason because you really have no idea what the man is capable of, I mean the last time I heard where and what he was doing I think he was working in a factor y that built adult toys, you know like vibrators and stuff. I heard they even promoted him to tester....”
“What?” I said as I was confused by the comment.
“It doesn't really matter just enjoy yourselves over there. I will round up Mr. Blacque and make sure he is on the straight and narrow when you guys get back to Scranton.” Karen said, trying to reassure me of everything Jason Blacque and his craziness, the fact that we are less then twenty-four hours removed from a six man match in Scranton and now we are heading to Scotland to wrestle some girl in Boardwalk.
So yeah I guess our frequent flyer miles will get a real workout over the next few days. When I look at this Noelle girl I see someone that doesn't look like she belongs in a middle school gym let alone a professional wrestling ring but I guess Noah will have to go out there and show this kid why he is the “Hollywood A-Lister”. I know that people think that Noah needs a win in a bad way in Boardwalk and maybe he does, maybe he really doesn't care about wins or losses except when he steps into a North Atlantic Wrestling ring. He goes to Boardwalk because it's fun, not because he cares about winning titles or moving up any ladders, he just likes hurting people regardless of his standing and it really will not matter what happens with Noelle Shelley, he doesn't want to hurt her believe me but the darkness now there is another story. The seed inside him, the thing that is eating at his soul wants him to send Noelle back to the states in a coma to find the best medical treatment. When the darkness takes over there is no destiny, no fate....
….just cold, dark...nothingness...you can struggle to get free but there is nothing you can do about it Noelle. You are doomed to be engulfed in the darkness....”
I know now what Noah means when he goes off on one of his ramblings and claims he doesn't know why he does them. It felt weirdly...erotic....almost like a trance but this is John Pariah's fault So Noelle when you wake up in the ER I will gladly hand you the phone number of John Pariah because he started all this...
You can thank me later...
(end)