Molly Holly don’t ban wam
It was the attitude era in the WWE. Things could be pretty
offensive and pretty wild as well as pretty sexy at this time. It was long
before the PG era that we know today. There were many different messy matches
and segments that aired at this time. The time was getting close Thanksgiving.
This was usually a time where there was some sort of food fight, gravy bowl
match or something along those sorts of lines. Molly Holly was a part of a
group called Right To Censor. They were a heel group that were meant to poke
fun at the network and other critics of the more adult content. They were meant
to show how hypocritical and judgemental that these individuals could be.
With the upcoming food fight, Molly Holly went to the
general manager at the time. She complained about the messy content. She said
that it was unwholesome and offensive. She demanded that these segments never
happen. Of course, the general manager understood that Molly was saying all
this out of self-interest. Really she was just annoyed that the slightly more
attractive women were getting all the attention. The general manager did see an
opportunity that they could use here though. They agreed to make a match that
would pit Molly against Torrie Wilson. If Molly won, messy content would be
banned from the WWE. If Torrie won, the other divas would get ten minutes in
the ring with Molly to do anything messy that they chose to her. They were all
a bit annoyed with her, because they felt like she was just trying to take
their screen time away.
Molly, as a heel was going to try and take the low road to
win this match at any price. Torrie entered the ring first. As she was
announced in the ring, Molly blindsided Torrie. She then began to work her
over. She talked trash to the crowd. She called them disgusting perverts and
that the mess would be gone forever. She showed off her muscles as she
dominated. She was dominating Torrie. She took her time, but was very close to
pinning her. She hot her finishing manoeuvre on Torrie and was ready to pin her.
Unfortunately for her, at this moment the other divas ran down to ringside.
This included Stacy Kiebler, Trish Stratus and Lita. They ran up to the ring
and she shouted at them to go away and mind their own business. As she was
shouting, Torrie got to her feet and then grabbed Molly with a schoolboy and
rolled her up for a quick pin. Molly then threw a temper tantrum, slapping her
hands on the mat and saying how unfair this all was.
At this point, it dawned on her what this meant. The other
women were now climbing in the ring. They were going to punish her. She stood
up and tried to run in one direction and then the next. It was no use though
because the others blocked all of the ways out. She wound up running into the
corner, slipping and falling, face first, head slumped down against the
turnbuckle. The other women then approached her with huge smiles upon their
faces. They then tied her to the bottom turnbuckle. She then opened her eyes
and screamed and shouted comically saying,” What are you doing to me? What is
this? You can’t do this. Etc.”
As she looked up her head shook frantically as she squirmed
because, in the meantime, Torrie Wilson and Stacey Kiebler had been spraying
their sexy backsides with shaving foam. By this point, they were both covered
in the cream. Molly was greeted by the site of Torrie’s cream covered behind
slowly heading towards her face. She was told to pucker up. The expression upon
her face was priceless. She looked on in horror as Torrie’s messy behind was
shoved closer and closer to her face. Everyone cheered as Torrie bent over and
shoved her messy behind right into Molly’s face. Torrie gave her the stinkface,
shaking her messy behind in Molly’s face. Molly’s face disappeared between
Torrie’s lovely butt cheeks. Her face was buried in Torrie’s crack. When Torrie
was finished, Stacey Kiebler followed suit. Stacey did a little dance, as she
was apt to do. She bent over and wiggled her behind. She shook her behind and
then pushed her messy behind into Molly’s face. When she pulled away, Molly’s
face was covered in creamy mess.
When this was over with, Molly then had the ten minutes that
she was going to have to go through at the hands of the others. They untied her
and she scrambled and fell into the centre of the ring surrounded by the other
women. They had brought various messy items which to use upon Molly at this
time. They started with pies. Each of the divas was given a pie. As Molly
crawled around the ring on her knees and struggled to get up, each of the
ladies took their chance and shoved their pie right into her face. This
happened over and over as she tried to get up. As soon as she reached her
knees, she came face to face with another creamy pie that was then slammed into
her face.
As they were doing this, various containers and buckets were
loaded into the ring. Each one of the women grabbed squeeze bottles next
containing various substances. These included; chocolate syrup, caramel sauce, mayonnaise,
ketchup, mustard, burger sauce and whipped cream. The women all pounced on her simultaneously.
She screamed and kicked her legs as they proceeded to all spray these
substances all over her at the same time. She actually disappeared below them,
only her legs sticking out. The fans were unable to see what they were doing,
until the moment that they all pulled away. This revealed Molly was now covered
from head to toe in various sauces and substances. She kicked her legs and
stomped her feet. “You should all be ashamed of yourselves. This is
disgraceful,” she shouted at them.
They then grabbed the final remaining items, two large
buckets. One contained slop, the other manure. They were so large that two
divas were required to carry them. The women carried the buckets over. The
crowd cheered as they lifted them and dumped them over Molly. They all laughed
and celebrated. They left the ring together, leaving Molly covered in mess. She
was laid on her stomach in a pool of collected mess. She pounded the mat with
her fists and kicked her legs giving a classic petulant temper tantrum. She
pouted and moaned.
