I've done stupid shit before. Dangerous shit. Hell I went through a steel cage via Kane. But a Fallen Angel off the ropes like that. Chris is taking her backstage. I better help. I open her door and gasp. I do it everytime, god the mixture of light. Blood red and calming purple. You see those lights at the Death Trap. Chris lays her down and I close my eyes.
I open my eyes and blink. Way to go Jericho. Nice win. Oh god that song, De's gotta be the only country diva. Mi Vida Loca. Yea girl, your crazy life.