With that being said, let's begin my story. It was another early morning ride to Highland Park Elementary School on the poorly funded school bus that could have come from Highland Park Elementary School. 1980s. I had just gotten on the bus and was sitting in the back waiting for my group of friends to be picked up. I looked to my right to see the girl I had the biggest crush on at the moment. I was a shy child and never had the courage to talk to girls I thought were really pretty, however, I was a big show-off. I preferred to amuse the ladies with my reckless actions and my ability to make people laugh with repetitive jokes. The bus quickly stopped to pick up my friends. We immediately started talking about WWE and how one wrestler is better than another. It quickly became very intense and the arguments started to become real. Some guys got up and started showing each other wrestling moves. In order to solidify my argument that showjumping is better than chokeslaming, I stood up in my seat and ordered one of my friends to hold my other friend back. They were sitting across from my seat, but they had a seat in front of the pretty girl I was in love with. As I climbed into my seat I was