Jason Sensation Shoots From The Ass!

Growing up, I had a magical connection with wrestling. No matter how sad or painful my surroundings were, I had a special bond with wrestling that nobody understood. Deep down inside, through wrestling, I could always find a way to be happy.

My dad introduced me to wrestling and it brought us together when nothing else could. My mom made sure I owned every bit of wrestling merchandise available. I loved wrestling. I loved to pretend that I was a wrestler. Whether I was cutting promos in the mirror, or wrestling with my little brother John, or even going through the motions of every day life, in the back of my mind I was a wrestler.

The way I walked, the way I talked, the way I touched the leaves of the trees, pretending they were my fans. I loved to dream that I was a wrestler. It was my own secret dream and I was proud of it. I proclaimed my love for wresting every day of my life to everyone. Family, friends, teachers and even strangers.

While growing up, this stayed with me, throughout childhood, into my teens, I was known to all as "the wrestling guy". Some thought I was obsessed, some thought it was unhealthy, but their negativity never fazed me for they could not understand. The magic and the dream of pretending I was a wrestler was always with me. I had a hidden happiness that no one could touch or take away from me. One day, before I even knew what hit me, I was in the WWF.

It was so surreal, as if my dream had manifested into a reality beyond my comprehension, without any warning. I believed this was my destiny and I had earned my place in the business because of my never ending love for wrestling and my determination to be a part of it. Not to mention my God given gift of impersonation. I dreamt and pretended I was a wrestler for so long, that one day I was not a wrestler, but pretending I was a wrestler in the middle of the ring, in front of the world. This was God's gift to me.

I have always been grateful for the opportunity I had in the WWF, and if I could go back and choose one impersonation to do on "Raw", out of the 100 voice impressions in my repertoire, without a shadow of a doubt, I wouldn't have it any other way, I'd choose The Rocket, The Slammy Award Winner, The King Of Harts - Owen Hart.

I have always been a very polite, modest and humble young man. Ask 95% of the people I've met and have known in this business. I am and have always been an all around good natured baby face that wears my timid good heart on my sleeve - not to toot my own horn.

However, this business has really taken its toll on me in the last 10 years and I've been used, abused, taken for granted, lied to, sexually harassed, sexually molested, physically assaulted, mistreated, walked all over, shit on, ridiculed, eaten up, spit out and left for dead. This business has taken this good person and left a very bad taste in his mouth.

Now it is time for this legit baby face to take a stand and flat out, point blank, turn heel! This is what the wrestling business truly is - HEEL! This is what they are and this is what they want!

The anger, frustration and disposition you will soon see spew out of me on ThaOShow.com, is a mirror image of what this business has portrayed to me in the past decade.

From this point forward, starting right here on ThaOShow.com, Jason Sensation is gonna shoot.

I'm not going shoot from the hip and I'm not going to shoot right between their eyes...I'M GOING TO BEND OVER, SPREAD EAGLE AND SHOOT STRAIGHT OUT OF MY ASSHOLE, SO PEOPLE CAN SEE HOW DIRTY AND FULL OF SHIT THE WRESTLING BUSINESS IS!!

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