06-13-2014, 06:01 PM
Quote:Cain you won superstar of the month. Big fucking whoop, you may be the champion but not for long. I am going to show you what’s going on here in the XWF.
Cain looked into the camera, then back at Lillith.
"Is this guy blind? Or fucking
][color=#FFFFFF]Lillith grinned, sexy red lips moving upwards over her perfect white teeth.
"Cain, he's southern. He cannot help but be stupid, what with his shallow gene pool."
"But Lillith, we have sex, and we're related."
"Yes. But I was created by GOD. Your mom popped you out of her vagina."
Cain nodded in realization and then smirked as he stared into the camera.
"So...you're going to tell me what's going on here in the XWF? Waylon Mercy...no...Jennings....no...is it Smithers? Ah, fuck it. To quote Dwayne Johnson, it doesn't matter what your name is. Abel? Lincoln? Cobain? They all died, they were all murdered. I invented murder. Yes, Cobain was fucking murdered, by Courtney Love. But you, Waylon? You will die by my hand. Iwill make it slow and painful. That's what's going on here, Waylon. Big Daddy Cain is kicking ass, and killing, as the negroes say..." Air Quotes. "...motha fuckas."
Quote:Look at my last couple of matches, no one can stand a chance against me son. The new youth of the XWF are rising up. Can you handle the challenge? Because the way things have been going lately I don’t think you can.
"He's talking about the main event matches I lost, right Lillith?"
"Certainly he is, dear nephew."
Cain rolled his eyes.
"You fucking mortals are all the same. Always speaking of a man's past discretions. Like think about it. "So and so beat you, and I've been winning, so I'm going to beat you."" Cain glowered. "Listen, Joe fucking Dirt. I lost those matches, yes. But did I lose to George Washington? No, not the one whose on the bill your whore mother...fat...whore mother gets shoved into her shit stained gstring at the club so she can pay for your mullet upkeep. No, I don't lose to jobbers, son. I lost to Main Event talent. OWNERS. Morbid Angel..." He smirked. "When's the last time you even main evented?"
He looked toward Lillith questioningly.
"Did you see Waylon in that main event?"
Lilly looked lost.
"Ummm...who's Waylon?"
"Egg...what came first(?)...zactly. Egg fucking zactly. So you can stop this "I'm better than you" bullshit, you worthless piece of sheep fucking trailer park trash."
Quote:Your championship run here in the XWF is coming to a close. I will make this quick.
Cain just arched an eyebrow.
"No. You will not. There is no hope for you, Waylon. The moment you saw your name on that card, you should have realized that the only thing that will be over with quickly is you career. Because boy, you just talked shit about the wrong mother fucker. And this mother fucker? He's gonna kill you. And furthermore..."
Suddenly, that demonic cheshire cat grin came out and his eyes flashed. Once again, he ended the promo with one phrase.
"Have A Nice Day."
Fade to Black