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- If Undertaker returns should he be a combination of the Graveyard Undertaker and the Hell's Angel/Biker Taker?
This would be a cool idea if the Taker returned to WWE with a combination of the Graveyard Undertaker from the 1990-91 era and the Hell's Angel/Biker one from 2000-2001 as the whole banishing thing is there to repackage his character again for when he returns!!! He should have updated ring attire of the graveyard undertaker, with a studded Leather Trenchcoat from the 1997-1998 era Taker, He should still wear the Black Cowboy Hat from the graveyard undertaker era, come back with the devil looking beard from the ministry era complete with the teardrop tattoo from the 1997 era Taker. He should then get an evil looking custom chopper motorcycle with a skull and flames on along with an evil bell tolling Death Metal/Black Metal Tune for his entrance music. He should also use the dark effects with the motorcycle for the entrance part. Taker is my fave wrestler of all time and this would be cool if he did return with this persona that i've thought of!!!!

A you know what would be cool if he was like the devil and messed up matches but he was still not a heel that would be awesome

- which way would i be happier?
i'm a dude...about 16, and i think i'm confused out of my freakin' mind!!!! ok, so in a dream last night...i saw what i thought were 2 life choices...in other words, 2 completely different choices i could make in life. i saw 2 images...well, more like MOVIES of ways my life could go...at age 28. one is me, single, living in an old house, riding motorcycles, working on old cars, and doing what i want, continuing on with my composing, and leaving and riding my motorcycle across america as i please, for months at a time...not having to tell anyone about it...me doing what i want, when i want...not at all interested in finding a girlfriend, or settling down, completely free, listening to classic rock, and riding a custom honda goldstar down the open highway, somewhere in arizona, or new mexico, on a desert highway, stopping only to eat or sleep...leaving the house, and coming back to it months later, and mowing the lawn which grows super tall, and i have neighbors complaining about my house, and all the neighbors' kids seem to love me, they come over to my garage, and i teach them about working on cars, mainly old mustangs, 'cudas, and old challengers, until i decide to leave again, and i loved life just the way it was... the other one was me at the same age...apparently married to a girl at my school who is just my friend right now, and instead of a wedding ring, she has a ring tattooed on her finger, and it has my name on it. i have a tattooed ring, with her name on it...and i'm driving a 2011 Jeep grand cherokee with 3 kids in the back seat screaming...a girl who looks like a 6 year old version of her mother, with a jacket that her mother wore every day, and its huge and floppy...and the sleeves go over her hands...a boy, about 4 or 5, who looks just like a 4 year old version of me, with the same weird haircut i had at that age...with a hat i LOVED to wear 3 years ago...and a little baby, could not tell the gender, seems to be a few weeks old, in the middle...the girl on the mother's side of the car, the boy on mine, and the baby in the middle...we were in a huge city in this dream...a storm begins, like a huge thunderstorm, and we stop by the side of the road for some reason, and we trade drivers...the mother gets in the driver seat...we keep driving then i saw myself at about 40 something...one version of me riding motorcycles, still doing what i do, but my music takes off, and i'm writing dark, demented songs for famous bands, like Avenged Sevenfold, All That Remains, and some new band called Blank PaperCut...and i still work on old cars, but at this point, i sell them, and own a chain of body shops around the country. i seem happy enough, though the other one, shows me at about 40-something, still married to my friend...with the kids, older now, and there is a 4th one, another boy, but he's somewhat demented and commits suicide, which hurts everyone horribly. my musical career doesn't take off, and i own a small music shop, selling instruments to local bands...getting enough money to survive for the family... i would LOVE a musical career, writing songs for my favorite bands, but, now, only since this dream, i know that i really want to be more than friends with her...i swear, i only looked at us as friends, but now, i see how much we're alike...how we like the same kind of music, how we like the same kind of humor, how as kids we loved the dark when other kids feared it, and how we both pretty much have the same kind of style...in winter, we both wear hoodies, with earbuds hanging around the neck...and only now, i think how awesome and beautiful she really is, but i also know how much i want my freedom to leave when i want, and to go off walking the streets in the dark at night, on my own will, my freedom to have multiple old cars torn apart in my yard, my freedom to leave the toilet seat up, and go buy as big a TV as i want, to mess with the FedEx dude when he brings me a package...to have some time by myself, to do whatever i watn to do...but, i'm confused out of my freaking mind, and not have to deal with the suicide of a child... i know life probably won't turn out the way it does in these dreams if i choose either, but i think God is giving me an insight into whether i should try to have a family or not...and if so who to have it with...it would be freaky if things went completely as they did in the dreams if i did either plan...

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