In light on Farrah Fawcett and MJ - we also need to pay respect to grandpa McMahon. A couple of things to highlight: Fighter pilot in WWII (eventually retiring with a rank of Colonel) His ancestors had a hand in the making of something called mayonnaise, was the sidekick on the Tonight Show, STAR SEARCH, Publishers Clearing House, and most recently... Ca$h For Gold.
During the last years of his life, he suffered a broken neck, mold poisoning, and some bone cancer. Really?! Like what in the fuck in his past life was he? Meanwhile, he seemed to accrue a lot of debt. I think it had to do with his wife and an up and down motion with a Platinum Amex. But we may never know.
Well then his home was going to go into foreclosure and then out of the combovers, emerged Donald Trump. Better known by his Christian Science name, Quackers McGoesbankrupteverytwoyears. He offered to buy the home and lease it to McMahon. Yeah, thanks asshole - Why not just buy it. You clearly have the money (today). Well, that deal fell through and shortly after, gramps went into the hospital for a while.
Ultimately, Ed parted ways with us earlier this week. It was said to be predominately due to bone cancer. But pappy is in Heaven now, giving big checks to all sorts of motherfuckers. He came to St. Peter's golden gate with giant check and pen in hand. I mean, the check bounced - but God paid the overdraft fee. Mr. McMahon, you will be missed sir. FOUR STARS!
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