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Wrong kinda 3 some - Ash Quinn - 10-04-2020
I just got into the country when I got a call from Vinnie with a Wednesday Warfare card. He told me I was in an X treme rules match with two overrated jobbers. I shook my head and hung up. I then turned to the car rental desk and all they had left was a compact pos. Great I thought, just another fucked up thing to happen today. I guess 2020 isn't done with my ass yet. I cram my bag into the car and slam the trunk down on it, watching the weak suspension bounce with just a little force I put on it.
After a few failed attempts to start 'er up, she finally gave in and rolled over. How this thing is supposed to get me to the fleabag motel, Vinnie no doubt put us up in, I don't know but maybe if I pray real hard, she won't crap out before then. Now to top it all off the rain starts to fall. The weak headlights penetrate the falling rain just enough so I can see the curves leading into the city.
I don't know what I expected but the town was nice n modern. The streets bustling with strong nightlife. I smile rather impressed as I pull into the hotel. I'm sorry boss man you outdid yourself this time. Kudos to you. For the first time since landing in this godforsaken country, something goes right!! I'm able to check-in without a hitch. I make my way to the elevator where the other passenger tries to make conversation wit' me. Sorry, buddy no Habla Espanol, or however you say it in German. I ignore him and fall deep into thought. After the last couple of weeks it's a blessing and a curse not to have to go up against the Joker...er...Jenny. I'm still a little stiff and a gimme match may be just what I need to right the ship and make this back and forth between me and the Fed's resident doorknob still relevant.
I actually am starting to put on a helluva show and it's actually fun now. The first match was definitely tough and I probably deserved that whippin considerin I underestimated the competition and myself. This time though, I will do my research and get my hand held high. I unpack my bag trying to gingerly move my shoulder and neck, still feeling the effects of the Pay Per View debacle. Fuck you Nickles I swear to God. I take the bottle of Crown off the table foregoing the glass and drink right out of the bottle. I've had betta but this will do inna pinch.
I walk out onto the balcony and breathe in the night air. Ol girl, I think to myself, it's time to do what you came here to do. Make the Fed take notice o ya, and make sure that that hooker in clown shoes recognizes who she is messin with....
Well look at this trash. The guys in the upper office put me in another damn three-way match. When I saw that, I coulda bit through stack o nails. I will be honest I don't know much about Jose Cuervo and the other guy, hell I didn't even bother to learn 'is friggin name. Ain't that a kick in da pants. Sorry guys , I will freely admit I'm definitely looking past you to much bigger fish. No one is steppin up in the women's race for the pretty Star Title so I gotta keep pushing to take down those in front of me to make sure Myst don't forget who is coming for that lil bit o gold.
Like I said chaps if I thought either one o ya were shiite to be worried about I would spend more time spittin venom your way but truth be told you are just a place holder for me. Vinny and the guys in the golden office do me a solid for once, Next show I'm in singles match please!!