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One bullet to kill them all? - Drew Stevenson - 02-20-2014
With the cameras opening up out at ringside, they are immediately focused and centered on the ring where Drew Stevenson, the newest signee to the XWF sits in a steel chair with a very smug look expressed along his face. Bringing his hand out, he has a bullet placed in-between his thumb and index finger and that smug look suddenly turns into wide grin.
Drew, “This is a bullet and I guarantee every single one of you on the XWF roster that I will make this bullet strike each and every one you straight in the heart. You see, I get the impression that I am supposed to be impressed with this company. I keep hearing how I am supposed to respect the King of the XWF but truthfully? The moniker King has been so overdone that it’s time that we usher in an Emperor, one that will make damn sure that this company evolves and for the better.”
Pausing, he closes his hand with the bullet now in it.
Drew, “When I was sitting at home last night, I kept hearing stories about a douche. No, not the douche from South Park going against the turd sandwich but a douche bag who is the long lost anorexic sister of the Gilmore girls. Oh yeah, I know that your ears perked up Peter and the hair on the back on your neck stood tall because somebody who you don’t know just name dropped you. Does that piss you off, huh? Does that get your blood boiling? I sure hope so because you’re the kind of guy I can already tell who won’t like the fact that some unknown, “run of the mill rookie” just entered into your ring and bitch slapped you verbally for the world to see. Now before you bring your Albino Ethiopian ass out here to confront me, make sure that you have your little script writers write something other than “suck my dick” over and over again because I can flat out promise you that if you waste my valuable time? I will make sure that you and Marilyn Manson have one thing in common...”
Holding up his index finger, he smirks.
Drew, “... And that is that you will be able to suck your own dick after I shatter your ribcage into a million pieces.”
Putting his finger back into his hand, that smirk never leaves his face.
Drew, “Oh yeah, you see, after I heard all of these stories about you? I knew that you was the kind of guy who had unwarranted arrogance and I knew that I was the guy who could shove chicken parmesan so far up your beanpole looking ass that you would officially be called Tony Soprano.”
The fans busted out into laughter with that comment.
Drew, “In case you forgot by the way, James Gandolfini is dead so that isn’t a compliment. Now before you come out here and beat it into my brain, yes I am aware that you are a former X-Treme Champion and this is my caring face...”
Pointing at his face, he looks either constipated or just not caring what so ever.
Drew, “... As you can see, I don’t care! In fact, I think you’ve been beaten
from all of those matches to the point that you run around in the back screaming “MACAWONI” while flailing your arms all about.”While flailing his arms, he tries to look stupid mocking Peter.
Drew, “So I digress because I know that you will be coming out here soon to defend your honor and when you do? The first thing you say to me better be some brilliant Mark Twain bullshit...”
The camera pans in on his face as he continues to speak.
Drew, “... Because it’s DEFINITELY getting chiseled on your tombstone!”
Lowering the microphone, he remains seated and watches the entryway.