Nacho Libre wrestling is alive!

Yesterday, while I was downstairs, I could hear this loud giggling and grunting. So I went up stairs and discovered Easton and his friend Cameron in the Nacho Libre masks that my brother brought us back from Mexico. They were wrestling Nacho Libre style. Needless to say, it ended heated and Easton's friend slammed the door and said "I am going home". I went in the bedroom, where they had moved the match, because Jordy was teaching piano amongst all the chaos, to find these two red in the face angry and sweaty. After coaxing them to shake hands and remain friends, they started giggling again. Luckily it was dinner time, and all wrestling had to be postponed to another day.