Hobbes has since made international headlines when, totally on a lark, he opened up an advice booth and in the process made headlines, eventually getting picked up by a "wacky newswire" and making countless radio station websites in the process. He was even interviewed in audio form by Radio CBC!
Most recently, I gave him the plum assignment of securing the exclusive online interview with the guy who won the "Daryl" Ebay auction for [slash], but I don't believe he ever wrote Hobbes back. TRULY it was not only for him, but indeed for the entire online wrestling community.
Canuck Hobbes: So, my house was broken into last night while I was IMing you Canuck Hobbes: Some Indian Canuck Hobbes: They caught him breaking into a camper a few streets away, he dropped his bag full of ID in our lawn
All true. Instead of going outside I called the cops, woke up my parents and stayed in chat. Fuck that shit, I'm not going outside to get my ass killed when I can talk to internet people.
This was just so great. Thanks for bringing to my attention, CRZ.
"You gotta hate somebody before this is over. Them, me, it doesn't matter."
"Hate, who do I hate? You tell me."
"Who do you love?"
-Wintermute to Case in William Gibson's Neuromancer
yyz Luke: Your suggestion is a good one. Canuck Hobbes: The only way to protect yourself from Alien abductions is to cover yourself with your own excrement Canuck Hobbes: Oh sorry, I was trying to send that to someone else
I lost all hope for bladder control at this point.
See my avatar? That's what happens when I don't get my way.
Originally written by HobbesCanuck Hobbes: You know what would be cool? If you lived on Dr. Wagner Jr. Street Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE Canuck Hobbes: LUKE yyz Luke: The last message was not sent because you are over the rate limit. Please wait until sending is re-enabled and send the message again.
This was my favorite part. Funny as hell.
Isn't it ironic seeing a guy with a "Saved 1" shirt lying in a pool of his own blood with a head-sized hole in the car next to him?
Long, Long Ago, at a Superstars Taping far, far away, an evil, more ancient than the NWA, older than the territories, lies buried, thought lost forever amidst a whirlwind of Rock n Wrestling. But new masters are quite easy to come by.