THE HOW

THE HOW

The one you don’t fuck with.
  • The rich get richer?

    Cracking news.   Hot off the heels of a hooting and hollering, helluva Refueled 4, we here at howrestling.com have received a HOT tip regarding the possible expansion of HOW’s favorite and most honorable of stable.   THE EGG BANDITS.   The tip, received via email from CardboardRainbowMummy4Prez@fwrestling.com is...
  • I want to play a game

    A graveyard.   A spooky, wouldn’t-want-to-be-there-with-light-let-alone-at-night type of graveyard.   That said, the moon is all the way up. It’s a full one; eerily illuminating the tombstones of the fallen beneath.   The wind howls something fierce, or some other way Frank Miller might describe it.   A nearby...
  • GOD I HATE THIS

    Breaking NEWZ…   It is with an extremely heavy heart that we announce…   That HOWrestling…   Is closing.   … the book on the Legendary Monster of Poses, Cardboard Dan.   Sadly, early today on a beach in Tampa, Cardboard Dan was killed in a freak jet skiing...
  • THE ICON

    You know what?   I’ve been thinking.   After getting StevensLeaked…   After having to sit through the weirdest rendition of The Farmer and O’Dell…   After David decided to steal my thunder, yet again…   Yeah.   I’m liking the idea of this more and more.   I...
  • Good Luck!

    Hey.   Darin.   Good. Job.   You pack a mean punch!   You really do!   I haven’t been this sore since Vampire Val pinned my shoulders to the mat. Here’s to hoping Mickey’s dementia, alcoholism, ageism, and whatever else may ail him– holds out for the rest...
  • P.M.C.

    The ashes are cold.  The air smells like recycled schwag.  A man is nearing the end of his rope. Not this shithole again. …coolympus. What in the blue fuck are we doing back here? It’s been four years. Two months. And zero days. Oh. This day. Great. Since Cancer...
  • Hubris

    Once upon a time, there was a place HIGH up in the clouds. Where the air tasted like laughing gas, and the sun never blinded. Where the lands were ripe with lavish silks, the finest herbs, and Cadbury eggs fit for the wealthiest of Saudi Prince. Where Bandits would...
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