PLEASE SETH MACFARLANE PLEASE DON’T LET THIS HAPPEN!! WWE + THE FLINTSTONES = NOOOOOOO!!!!!

FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!

There is no God. Nope…none. Proof? Here it is! Months after disgracing Pebbles cereal and after we get the announcement that Scooby-Doo’s career is probably tanking this crazy shit happens. Yep, World Wrestling Entertainment, the same company that has produced the likes of Chris Benoit (dead), Test (dead), and Bret Hart (dead inside) is teaming up with Warner Bros. to do a new animated Flintstones movie set to come out in 2015 with a bunch of guest voices from the WWE Universe. According to Deadline.com, WWE CEO Vince McMahon, WWE Champ John Cena, and CM God Damn Punk are set to voice characters Vince McMagma, John Cenastone, and CM Punkrock .

Who in the name of unholy Christ asked for this collaboration? Certainly not me, and it certainly means the end of an possible Seth MacFarlane produced The Flintstones. For all you fans out there that hate on Seth for gobbling up a bunch of AniDom’s airtime this and NASCAR are proof that we need him to help because he’s the only one that would have any sort of power to stop this. Yeah, I know he’s busy making movies and new TV shows like Dads, but Jesus Christ, Seth…please help! Seriously, I would rather welcome a hanging than watch this thing.

I’ll tell you this. A few months ago I went to this WWE Axxess event that was none too far away from where BB HQ is as it was Wrestlemania weekend, I had nothing to do on a Saturday, so I took a free ticket to spend some time with my pals Stacy, Rich, and Rich’s WWE obsessed friend Brett of whom I guaran-fucking-tee wouldn’t watch this shit. Anyway, we get there and I guess it was a decent time, we got to watch a bunch of no-name wrestlers, we saw a few of the guys come out and cut promos and sign autographs for the kids. Then me and Stacy saw it. A HUGE Pebbles stand that had both the Fruity and Cocoa varieties pouring out of it as free samples to anyone that asked. Of course, me and Stacy were over there faster than you can count 1-2-3 where we quickly gobbled up a bowl each. Had I known something like this shit would’ve happened I would’ve knocked over the whole damn display where I’d  probably be taken out in handcuffs which wouldn’t have presented that much of a problem for me because I never go to IZOD Center nor do I give a shit about the adjacent MetLife Stadium.  Me, Rich, Stacy, ended up staying home the next day where we had a big huge party with a bunch of peeps over to watch the PPV where everyone was in full disappointment after John Cena got his hand raised in the end.

Yea, this is personal. I used to love WWE back before I discovered UFC, and I have two boxes of Pebbles sitting at home both defaced with Cena’s ugly animated mug. But, The Flintstones crossing over with WWE has bad day written all over it.