Question For My Family

I was thinking about starting a new, personal blog, a site where I could write anything I wanted.  I thought I would call it  -  CAGE FIGHTING FOR WEENIES  -  Daily philosophy that will kick you in the groin and gourge your eyes out.  Then, when I have a random thought, like, how come everytime my channel flipper hits a cage fighting scene, instead of seeing someone box or kick, there is always one big, sweaty, partially clothed man laying on top of another big, sweaty, partially clothed man.  Sort of like -Project Cage Fighting.  Yuk!     
    
    
 Guess Who?
 The Princesses!
 Honey I Shrunk the Kids!!!
 Outside of the Star Wars ride.
They didn't have the blue Power Ranger so Dugan didn't want a picture.

