Posted by John on 4/29/2002, 7:14 am

Here is a bit of a real catfight my sister told me about. Louise attended an honest to goodness finishing school after graduating from high school. When I asked her what they taught at finishing school (which I'd only heard of in a European accent) she said, "They teach you how to apply make-up, how to walk properly, how to speak, and how, upon entering a room, to immediately choose a chair that wasn't too big or too small for you and had a background that flattered what you were wearing. Then, in case all of that doesn't work out, they teach secretarial skills. So by day she went to Patricia Stevens' Finishing School. By night she worked as a mud wrestler. She told me that sometimes the rivalry got pretty hot between some of the women there. Louise told me of a time when there had been a war between two of the women for a few weeks. It went far beyond fun and copious amounts of cash. Maybe one of the ladies slapped the other a bit too hard once, or maybe someone got scratched. But as it turned out, they got to wrestle each other one Saturday night. The place was crowded, and the atmosphere pretty loose. The DJ announced the babes and they came out in string bikinis. There was a little verbal by-play before all the bouts (the typical "I'm gonna get you, b###h." and "I'll make you lick the mud off my feet."), but the things these women were saying let those who worked there that these ladies really wanted to rip each other's head off. It was stuff like, "I'm gonna stomp your fat dyke ass!" Louise said that although the management knew what was up, they really didn't care. It was good for business. When the bout started, one of the ladies launched herself at her opponent going directly for the bikini top. The other girl gave the charging babe a knee to the gut that dropped her right in the mud. She then proceeded to yank the entire bikini off the fallen girl, not being too careful not to claw and scratch in the process. This naked girl then went nuts! Louise said that she let out a roar/scream that could easily be heard over the cheering crowd and put both hands in the first girl's hair and took her over backwards. The both rolled in the mud (sending a goodly amount of it flying all over the customers) and there was about 15 seconds of clawing, biting, and slapping. Of course, the crowd loved it, and the management didn't do anything to stop it. By this time, the other lady had lost her top, too (but that is expected at this place), and the naked girl started tying to strangle her opponent with it! They both went down again and it was all flailing arms and screams. When it was over, one of the women was crying, and the other just stormed out of the pit. Louise saw both of them in the dressing room afterward and there was a black eye, some very nasty scratch marks and blood on both their breasts, backs and faces. One of the girls never came back to work there again, and the other complained that if felt as if her opponent tried to bite her nipple off. I wish I were there to see that one. Oddly enough, Louise invited me on down to see her wrestle when I was in town (this was about 12 years ago). She said that they'd get me in the ring to wrestle with them. I declined. I was afraid of being torn to shreds.