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A RUSSIAN AND A REDNECK WRESTLER WERE SET TO SQUARE

OFF FOR  THE OLYMPIC GOLD MEDAL. BEFORE THE FINAL MATCH,

THE REDNECK  WRESTLER'S TRAINER CAME TO HIM AND SAID,

"NOW, DON'T FORGET ALL THE RESEARCH WE'VE DONE ON THIS

RUSSIAN. HE'S NEVER LOST A MATCH BECAUSE OF THIS 'PRETZEL'

HOLD HE HAS. WHATEVER YOU DO, DO NOT LET HIM GET YOU IN

THAT HOLD! IF HE DOES, YOU'RE FINISHED." THE REDNECK NODDED

IN ACKNOWLEDGMENT.
                  
AS THE MATCH STARTED, THE REDNECK AND THE RUSSIAN CIRCLED

EACH  OTHER SEVERAL TIMES, LOOKING FOR AN OPENING.
                  
ALL OF A SUDDEN, THE RUSSIAN LUNGED FORWARD, GRABBING THE  

REDNECK AND WRAPPING HIM UP IN THE DREADED PRETZEL HOLD. A

SIGH OF  DISAPPOINTMENT AROSE FROM THE CROWD AND THE

TRAINER BURIED HIS FACE IN HIS  HANDS, FOR HE KNEW ALL WAS

LOST. HE COULDN'T WATCH THE INEVITABLE HAPPEN.
                  
SUDDENLY, THERE WAS A SCREAM, THEN A CHEER FROM THE CROWD

AND  THE TRAINER RAISED HIS EYES JUST IN TIME TO WATCH THE

RUSSIAN GO FLYING UP IN THE AIR. HIS BACK HIT THE MAT WITH A

THUD AND THE REDNECK COLLAPSED ON TOP OF HIM MAKING THE

PIN AND WINNING THE MATCH.
                  
THE TRAINER WAS ASTOUNDED. WHEN HE FINALLY GOT HIS WRESTLER  

ALONE, HE ASKED, "HOW DID YOU EVER GET OUT OF THAT HOLD? NO ONE

HAS EVER  DONE IT BEFORE!"
                  
THE WRESTLER ANSWERED "WELL, I WAS READY TO GIVE UP WHEN HE

GOT M E IN THAT HOLD BUT AT THE LAST MOMENT, I OPENED MY EYES

AND SAW  THIS PAIR OF TESTICLES RIGHT IN FRONT OF MY FACE. I HAD

NOTHING TO LOSE SO  WITH MY LAST OUNCE OF STRENGTH I STRETCHED

OUT MY NECK AND BIT THOSE  BABIES JUST AS HARD AS I COULD."
                  
SO THE TRAINER EXCLAIMED, "THAT'S WHAT FINISHED HIM OFF!"
                  
"NOT REALLY. YOU'D BE AMAZED HOW STRONG YOU GET WHEN YOU BITE  

YOUR OWN NUTS."