A coworker came up to the cubicle today to visit with us, and during the course of our conversation, we started talking about old school wrestlers from back in the day. My coworker mentioned that a couple of months ago he saw none other than Jerry "The King" Lawler signing autographs at a local flea market. Yep, a flea market.
Back in the early- to mid-70's, Jerry Lawler was, well, the king, of wrestling. My grandparents and I would watch him every Saturday evening on TV. He'd come out with his crown and cape and he was, well, the king. It's a bit disheartening to find out that The King is now evidently off of his throne and signing autographs for a couple of bucks at a flea market. Long live the king.
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