On this week’s AEW Collision, Toni Storm didn’t just defeat Lady Frost — she melted her. And then, just for fun, set fire to the space-time continuum by dropping what might be the most unhinged, unfiltered, and gloriously chaotic promo ever broadcast on basic cable.
After winning her title eliminator match, the AEW Women’s World Champion didn’t just celebrate — she monologued like a champagne-soaked villainess from a lost season of Dynasty. Still horizontal on the mat and radiating post-match euphoria, Storm bellowed:
“This whore you all adore, this slut you can’t rebut, this tramp is still the champ!”
Shakespeare could never. Tennessee Williams would’ve needed smelling salts.
Storm, channeling the ghost of a queer cabaret performer who also does deadlifts, swerved into euphoric absurdity with lines like:
“Toni Storm comes for everybody! So if your tits can take the hits, then I’m not a hard woman to find.”
And like the pied piper of scandalous energy, she wandered — not stormed — up the ramp, delicately excusing herself past bystanders like she was at a wine mixer, not a wrestling event. Finally, she reached the holy ground of the Atlantic City boardwalk, or as she so brilliantly mispronounced it:
“The bloody broadwalk!“
There, as seagulls (probably confused) circled overhead, she delivered the line that sent the internet spinning:
“I am here and I am queer!”
On TBS. During the NBA Playoffs. With a promo that sounded like Oscar Wilde rewrote Glow.
Storm’s declaration wasn’t just a bold statement — it was a mic-drop moment in wrestling history, one that nodded directly to LGBTQ+ resilience, visibility, and, let’s be real, pure chaotic excellence.
Storm, who came out as bisexual back in 2021, did what few ever dare in mainstream wrestling: she was completely, unapologetically herself. And she did it while holding a championship belt and verbally calling out all sloptarts in a ten-mile radius.
This promo also aired against a backdrop of recent WWE mass releases, which included several LGBTQ+ wrestlers, causing fans to raise eyebrows at WWE’s not-so-subtle slide to the right. Storm’s moment, in contrast, felt like defiant performance art — a message that there’s room (and rhinestones) for everybody.
Toni Storm is here. She is queer. And she might be on the boardwalk again next week, reenacting Moulin Rouge with a kendo stick.