If you’ve tried to visit this Blog in the past week, you probably noticed it was shut down. It seems some hacker created a “Robot” — some malicious software that attacked my web page multiple times per minute until the Server was overloaded and getting ready to crash. The web provider had no choice but to put my website to sleep until the traffic jam could be resolved.
This unfair attack on my website reminded me of a Tag Team assault such as this recent Mexican wrestling match featuring one of my favorite Heel teams — the Border Patrol.
The Border Patrol — in their sexy green Superhero leggings with the black stripe up the side — are at war south of the border with a Mexican tag team proudly wearing their masks and waving the Mexican flag.
Having a web page under assault by ‘Bots helps you understand what it feels like to be vulnerable and exposed. More experienced and knowledgeable Hackers exploit your weaknesses, using their superior abilities to easily damage you and shut you down.
This is just like Derek Sanders, with his sleek hard body and streamlined tights, appearing to be stronger, faster, and more effective than his bulky masked victim. The effect is to make Sanders seem over-whelming and superior.
A new edition to the Border Patrol is Shaun Ricker — formerly known as Dick Rick. It appears that the Border Patrol 0nly recruits the buffest, studliest Alpha Males.
From the perspective of the Mexican fans, Shaun Ricker’s power is to be hated and feared because he is TOO overwhelmingly strong (like the USA) and corrupted by cruelty. Ricker for example uses his power to subdue Dr. Wagner and attempt to rip off his mask — the very symbol of the Luchadore’s pride and power.
Likewise a talented computer programmer who writes good code is to be respected and worshiped. But the bastard hackers who shut down my site are to be despised no matter how talented they are.
In the end, the Border Patrol are out-witted and defeated by the Never-Say-Die home town boys. Likewise I was able to identify what URLs were attacking my website and deny them access, so the Wrestling Arsenal is back in the Winning business. And I’m sure a few of you out there are cheering that.
I too, have always “pitched a tent” watching the “THE BOARDER PATROL” giving the ‘SMACKDOWN’ to their cocky, jobber foe! Sanders and Ricker (in their BULGING, army-green, spandex tights), are EVERY gay man’s erotic wrestling fantasy. Who WOULDN’ T mind being stopped at the boarder by THIS hunky tag team; being brought into their interrogation room, strip-searched, (with LOTS of arousing groping), cavity-searched, (with even MORE arousing groping and fingering; inside and out), then wrestled to the ground and held down in a SCHOOLBOY PIN submission hold by EACH of them; (first Ricker, then Sanders)…each muscular wrestler straddling your face, and pressing/grinding their sweet, sweaty, BULGING green groins up against, (and INSIDE), your mouth and nose! I wouldn’t be able to resist nibbling/sucking on those ever-tempting green groins of theirs! (“RUN FOR THE BOARDER”, GUYS…and JUST PRAY THAT THESE TWO STOP YOU!)
I wouldn’t mind entering the US and getting stopped by the Border Patrol for a strip search. Shaun could intimately probe me whilst I give Derek roadside assistance.
RICKER´S BALLS MUST SUFFER