Sep 292010
Oh, Tori!
From Slate, courtesy of Townsman berlyant, professional wrestler Mick Foley’s life was changed by Tori Amos:
I eventually gathered my courage and made a pilgrimage to Tori’s side of the convention hall. There she was: bright orange hair, high distinct cheekbones, and a warm smile for each fan who posed by her side. I was about 10 feet from her when she looked over, got up from her chair, and extended both her arms. “I can hug you?” I asked, disbelieving. And then Tori put her arms around me. Though I probably outweigh her by 200 pounds, I felt like an innocent child in the arms of an angel. Laugh if you want, but this is how I remember it—I was a child, and she was an angel. More…
I don’t pay much attention to professional wrestling but I do have a vague notion of who Mick Foley is. That’s a really nicely done bit of work his part.
Not only that but the photo up above here of the author confirmed what I always suspected was the effect produced by listening to her music.
Wow, who would guessed Nick Foley was such a big pussy.
I’m joking.
Sorta.