The Secret Life of Dr. DeMented
Chapter One
Heels and Babyfaces
"I'm gonna rip your head off, Doctor Demented!" Sergeant America shouted
hoarsely into the microphone. "And I'm gonna take that ugly mask off with it!
Then we'll see who you really are!"
Sergeant America stood motionless in the center of the ring, with one
well-muscled arm pointing toward the door of the "ready room," where the
wrestlers got dressed. A single spotlight illuminated him. The rest of the
Houston Astrodome was in darkness.
"Die Doctor Demented!" chanted fifteen thousand rabid professional
wrestling fans at once, shaking the building. "Die Doctor Demented!"
The despised Dr. Demented had yet to emerge from the ready room, where he was
sipping from a bottle of carrot juice while thumbing through the latest issue
of Better Homes and Gardens magazine.
"A week ago during SkullCrush in Dallas," Sergeant America continued over the
crowd noise, "my lovely wife Erica left me and ran off with you."
"Boooooooooooooo!" screamed the fifteen thousand. The fans hated Dr.
Demented, but they loved having Dr. Dem ... read full excerpt from: The Secret Life of Dr. Demented ebook
