In slightly-less-shocking-than-Girdlestone’s-man-kiss news, I now possess the Women’s Championship belt for the WWE. Due to my bust and gut size, the WWE recognized me as a woman and sanctioned a title match Wednesday night. Rather than having to wrestle, we ate cookies and Beth didn’t stand a chance.
In all serious coolness though, that is the actual belt that Beth takes to the ring. And no, it did not actually meet in the back. Behind my girth is Pat pulling with all his might to keep it in place lest Kat’s head be taken off.
More photos, less gayness to come…