In high school we used to go watch NWA wrestling at the local auditorium. It was stupid and fake as hell, but we had a blast. We'd show up hammered, pull for the heels just to piss off the audience. Most of the promos were unscripted and pretty bad, but Dusty Rhodes and Ric Flair could work the crowd like no others. When Dusty died a lot of great memories came back to me.
One night Dusty put a roll of quarters into his hand and punched a dude and quarters flew everywhere. We hit the floor, hoping to collect some beer money, but they were fake-ass quarters, lol. And Dusty would have his fingers taped, so he could push the tape down to expose thumb tacks to cut his forehead. Stupid, I know, because it's fake rasslin', but it was fucking awesome fun. RIP Dusty. You always put on a great show.