Sunday Night WWF Wrestling

This video reminds me of Sunday nights growing up.

We were all so tired of being smooshed into church clothes,

smooshed into church pews where we tried to dodge butt pinches (you know who you are...)

smooshed into being good for 3 straight hours.

We finally couldn't take it anymore and we instituted a sacred event:

Sunday Night WWF Wrestling!

Two at a time, we could carefully place our glasses on the mantle,

stare down our opponent and WRESTLE!

I ALWAYS got disqualified for laughing until I peed my pants,

but the final two were always in it to WIN it.

The winner would come out victorious,

they held their mantle of awesomeness until Sunday night rolled around again.

Ah, childhood. Can my children's last forever?