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So we were at it, me and Jim-Bob (not his real name) in our 16th
wrestling match since we first met 2 years ago. He's not able to come
over more than once every couple months, so it's always special when he
makes it over. We always begin in complete silence, he lets himself in,
I'm waiting in my basement on the mats for him, he strips down to his
gear, then approaches me. We hug for a bit then we begin struggling
saying not one word.

The struggling this time went on as it has so many other times. He's
considerably bigger and stronger than I am, so I get my butt kicked.
Anyway, it got to a point where once again I was on my back and he had
my head caught between his thighs squeezing and easing, squeezing and
easing, and we still hadn't said a word to each other.

Next thing I knew, I felt as though I heard sounds going through my head
sounding like app signals from a smart phone, and then I find my self
"waking up" for a split second forgetting where I was and what I was
doing. Then I notice a pair of legs engulfing my head. "I must have
dozed off" I thought still disoriented. Then in a few more seconds I
realized what happened, Jim-Bob had put me out. Once again I had been
accidentally sleepered. I said nothing and kept wrestling, or getting
my butt kicked as the case was.

When we finally finished this round we began talking and I told Jim-Bob
what had happened. He appeared a bit surprised to learn that he had
managed that. But, nonetheless, it was a special match with him for
many reasons. But this was the first time he had actually succeeded
in putting me to sleep for a few seconds. Kudos, "Jim-Bob"....you're
still tops!