Calypso is now walking up to a water raft ride in the same fair as before. He walks up to the ticket taker, tapping them on the should-BAM!!! The ticket taker reels around and plants Cal in the face with a bedazzled, spike laden didlo! Cal falls to the ground as Snow cackles.

"So, we meet again Cally O'Mally!!! XD How 'bout it? Bitch, y'all thought I was one and done, oh HELL n'aw. I'mma do my thang till that strap rests snugly 'round these here hips! I heard what'cha lil ol' sock pa said 'bout me, 'bout how I'm dumb fer callin' the belt the Xtreme Title. Guess what? I didn't."

Quote:Snow is still at the fair after whatever decision she walked away with regarding her Xtreme Title run-in. She walks toward a test your might set-up.

"Was that me? No, that was some stupid voice that keeps followin' me around, don't ask. But ya know, if ya started bitchin' about that mistake in my neck of the woods, you'd be what we call a nit-picker, just LOOKIN' fer somethin' tah rant about. Fact is, you bring the heat, trust, but I bring it harder. Hell, only reason I'm messin' around with this B.S. belt is so I can mark off the lesser straps first 'fore I move on to the REAL gold. I can throw down and trash talk with the best of 'em, but if I can grab up this piece ah cardboard, I'll be on my way.

"And when I mentioned you havin' bad taste, I wasn't talkin' 'bout'cher trendy clothes or cars, I was talkn' 'bout politics. You have one thing in common with ol' Hil'O'Beans Clinton that's fer DAMN sure; In the end, after all the big talk and shit-slingin', yer nothin' more than a couple ah losers! For one thing, that pic sure as hell ain't me. I don't run with girly hairstyles like that and I damn sure ain't never been at some red carpet affair. Sorry, but 'cher bringin' up the wrong bitch, bitch. And fer another, you look 'bout as greasy as a middle ah nowhere burger joint. Lookin' at'cher teeth, ya got a smile good enough tah work at one, and yer wrasslin' skillls are about as good as the Sunday Special!

"And yer DAMN right I come straight out the trailer. So did Eminem, and he became a platinum record seller many times over. What's wrong with it, ya yankee doodle dumbass? Yeah, I happen tah be a Southern Wreckin' Machine, and you just so happen tah be in my crosshairs. You look 'bout as handsome as Sloth from the Goonies!"



"Now, don't me wrong, I wouldn't mind comparing your IQ to him or some other mentally inept mantard, but judgin' two people ain't my style. That's up to one one man, not some pants suit wearin' hose bitch like you or Hillary. Sorry 'bout yer damn luck!"

Snow covers Cal--

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