Hey, It's Easy To Bash Big Bang Theory For Being Anti-humour But That's Just A Matter Of Taste

Hey, it's easy to bash Big Bang Theory for being anti-humour but that's just a matter of taste

It's important to remember it was also absolutely racist and misogynistic as fuck too

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Potentially hot take but Undertaker turning up was a way, way, better call than Austin for exactly this reason. The glass shattering and Austin storming down to the ring to take ass and whoop names would have got a nostalgia pop for sure. But that gong, and that music, hits wrestling fans on a deeper level.

It's as close to a musical shorthand for The End as there has ever been in wrestling. For nearly every wrestler active in the last 40 years, facing the Undertaker represented the pinnacle of their career, and it almost always ended in defeat. He, not The Rock, is the only man alive who can truly call himself wrestling's Final Boss.

But more than that, Undertaker is the last link to the era of High Kayfabe; a time when the gimmick was everything and performer and audience alike bought into it fully, no matter how ludicrous it was, and it's a character so strong and believable that it survived the death of kayfabe. It is not a stretch to claim that Undertaker *is* professional wrestling - its spirit, at least.

Undertaker turning up was more than just the ultimate pop, more than the ultimate swerve, more even than the ultimate reminder that he's still the true final boss of wrestling - it was the soul of professional wrestling itself bringing balance back to its world.

Taker shows up like "bitch, you think YOU'RE the final boss?"

Maybe, a cynical observer would say, Coachella 2024 also proved that the future might not have much to offer. If you followed the festival online, you’re aware that Grimes’ Saturday evening DJ set in the yawning Sahara tent went less than smoothly. It would, in fact, be difficult to communicate to anyone who wasn’t there what an utter disaster it was: The music kept lurching to a halt, with Grimes going on extended rants about how the people to which she’d outsourced all her prep work had not properly prepared her tracks. (“This actually isn’t my fault,” she said at one point.) The third or fourth time she complained about the displayed BPMs being incorrect, she warned the crowd that she would have to simply listen to tracks as they played and try to match them with others in real time—prompting the woman beside me to say, “Yeah, that’s DJing.”

That's because

NO ONE expects the Spanish Inquisition!!

No fucking way LMFAO

I love the rage that ensues when people correctly call Cody Hispanic, like you absolutely could not be telling on yourself any louder that you equate certain ethnicities with very specific skin colours

three hispanic champions were crowned tonight. representation matters <3