10-07-2016, 07:49 PM
(Kitt kicks out of the pin with relative ease.)
Well look at you, you peppy little spit fire! You come in here ready to rock and roll then decide that you want to come popping your mouth off to The New Age Legend? The Highlight of the Night? Bad, bad decision amigo.
You said you came into the business seven years ago. That’s funny because I haven’t heard shit about you the whole time so obviously your seven years of accomplishments add up to a big fat nothing. Do I think I am something? You damn right I do. Look at the stats. Three matches, two wins and one controversial loss, I have three, count them, three XWF Heavy Metalweight Championships to my name as well as an XWF Federweight Championship. As if all that wasn’t enough, I’m currently the number one contender for the Television Championship. As far as what I see that you have accomplished….you know, I have noticed that the toilets look a lot cleaner now, so I have to pat you on the back for that one, buddy!
So I want to give you a pen and paper so you can take some notes on how to be a big name here in the XWF, frankly Shaker, you aren’t no where near a diamond in the rough but rather still a measly lump of coal. This is my house, I run this division now. So be careful what you wish for little man because you might just get it. I’ll let you in on a little secret, Shaker, they lie when they say it’s not the size of the dog in the fight but the size of the fight in the dog. This big dog has claimed this yard so take your chihuahua ass back across it. Your best bet is to take this toilet brush and get those shitters to shining, so put back on your apron, shut your mouth, and get your bitch ass back to work. I’ve grown tired of messing with your ass, your lucky, Shaker Jones, that I don’t shaker you til I break your bones! Better luck next time bitch, this is my championship is mine, so move along.
(Kitt kicks Shaker in his balls and nails him with “Lights Out”.)
Get the fuck outta here!
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