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[the-truth-immense-knowledge]

The horrid TRUTH of WWE...

My fellow truthers, I have a horrible plot to inform you all on. We all know aliens, extra terrestrial grey creatures, with big perfectly shined foreheads, big, long, girthy fingers and black beady eyes, that you can get lost in... but for the longest time everyone has built themselves a brick house, shielding themselves with the knowledge that these space faring monsters are just that, in space. But this brick house is going to be destroyed today, with my immense sledgehammer of knowledge.

I began looking into this conspiracy nigh years ago, on the day when I was brought to a WWE tournament by my big papa at the time. I remember now, I saw it. Daniel Bryan vs The Miz. I was in pure and utter glee, clapping my feet seeing these two men wrestle each other, grappling one another, getting sweaty and rubbing this sweat on the oppositions unclothed body. That was until i saw it, Daniel Bryan was getting him into a bear grip, inescapable and potent. Then, wriggling out of the Miz's belly button, a small alien appendage, a tentacle!

This drove me into a frenzy and I was escorted out of the stadium, earning myself a lifetime ban. This did not stop me. With my spy pen and over-sized lolli pop in tow I conducted thorough investigations. Tell me, truth absorber. When have you MET a pro wrestler. Not merely greeted, but talked with, held, grasped. Never. I bet. This is because wrestlers are never allowed in the public eye by big glob (the alien overlords) . In my investigation I never saw a wrestler leave the facility, AKA the "arena", as the producer elites want you to call it.

I followed these wrestlers, at the end of a match. The stadium, distracted by the intergalactic spectacle, let me through. I snook into the male changing rooms. But I would find this was not a changing room but a CHAMBER for ALIEN COUNCIL MEETINGS. My spy pen captured the below image....

It happened in a flash, I walked in and the hooded figures, as shown in the back looked deep in my soul, then he walked up to me, John Cena or as they call him in their home world, gleeba bopul what he said next shook me to my core... "you need to leave". And so I did, truth lovers, I ran and ran and ran as far as i could, until my propeller hat fell off and my overalls chaffed.

This is REALITY! The reason you have never seen a WWE participant is because they are LAB GROWN! It is impossible for a regular human to attain that physique. But now, you naive blumbering simpering suck up fool, might be wondering, for why? For why! When a child sees these cool wrestling maneuvers they are inclined to replicate them, they are inclined to become a wrestler, and in doing so they take punches to the dome and become STUPID! This will make it easier for an alien invasion, as every human will have brain damage.

Now you, ask, what can I about this, and now, I tell. Buy a helmet. Buy a helmet and wear it constantly, this will prevent blows to the head and you will be able to fight firm when the aliens come, brother. Also the aliens are paying the government off.