I had just gotten home from a rough pro wrestling session (you can see that my chest was scraped up and my legs are bruised), so I was still in my shiny gold one piece suit, shiny pantyhose and black leather boots. I light up a Marlboro Menthol 100 and am enjoying my much-needed smoke when my phone rings. Turns out that it's a woman who says she is the girlfriend of a chick I hooked up with. She gets all belligerent with me. I tell her I'm a pro fighter, and eventually hang up on her. Then I finish my cigarette.