By Mick Foley
<p align="left">In Foley Is Good, Mick Foley -- former Commissioner of the area Wrestling Federation, aka Cactus Jack, Dude Love, and Mankind -- selections up correct the place his break number one New York Times bestseller Have a pleasant Day! left off, giving readers an inside of examine the behind-the-scenes motion within the Federation. With overall honesty and riotous humor, Mick Foley shines a focus into many of the hidden corners of the area Wrestling Federation. From the continued controversy surrounding "backyard wrestling" to the genuine tale at the back of his now-infamous "I Quit" fit with The Rock, Foley covers the entire bases during this hysterically humorous roller-coaster experience of a memoir.
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Lasting gratitude to GERARD PURCELL who believed concretely and to TONY D’AMATO who understood. Thanks to ABBEY LINCOLN ROACH for naming my book. A final thanks to my editor at Random House, ROBERT LOOMIS, who gently prodded me back into the lost years. “What you looking at me for? I didn’t come to stay …” I hadn’t so much forgot as I couldn’t bring myself to remember. Other things were more important. “What you looking at me for? I didn’t come to stay …” Whether I could remember the rest of the poem or not was immaterial.
The smudged footprints were easy to erase. I worked for a long time on my new design and laid the rake behind the wash pot. When I came back in the Store, I took Momma’s hand and we both walked outside to look at the pattern. It was a large heart with lots of hearts growing smaller inside, and piercing from the outside rim to the smallest heart was an arrow. ” 6 Reverend Howard Thomas was the presiding elder over a district in Arkansas, that included Stamps. Every three months he visited our church, stayed at Momma’s over the Saturday night and preached a loud passionate sermon on Sunday.
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