I REALLY FUCKIN' HATE THIS COMPANY. THE AGAIN, I FUCKIN' HATE EVERYTHING, BUT I HATE THIS COMPANY MORE THAN I HATE MOST THINGS! IT'S CHOCK-FULL OF FUCKIN' DIPSHITS THAT DON'T KNOW A WRISTLOCK FROM A FUCKIN' SHINY BALL!
HOW FUCKIN' HARD CAN IT BE TO CALL A MATCH AND GET IT FUCKIN' OVER WITH? JUST COME IN, TELL SOMEONE THEY SUCK, AND LEAVE! IT'S NOT FUCKIN' ROCKET SURGERY! YET GIRARD AND GLADIATOR COULDN'T EVEN DO THAT! INSTEAD, THEY LEFT THE MATCH OPEN AND ALLOWED FOR SOME JAMAICAN DIPSHIT TO PIN ME WHEN THEY HADN'T EVEN CALLED THE PREVIOUS MATCH! WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCK? THE FUCKIN' ADMIN DON'T EVEN KNOW THE RULES? SHANE, FIX YOUR SHIT, MAN!
AND THE WORST PART OF ALL OF THIS IS THAT THEY FUCKIN' LET A ROBOT DECIDE THAT MY COMPLAINT WASN'T VALID AND THAT THERE SHOULD BE A MATCH FOR THE BELT! THERE WAS A MATCH FOR THE BELT! IT WAS ALREADY FUCKIN' HAPPENING, YOU STUPID PIECE OF SHIT! JUST CALL THE MATCH THAT'S FUCKIN' HAPPENING! JESUS CHRIST!
EVEN IF I LOSE THIS MATCH, YOU BET YOUR ASS THAT I'M GONNA COME BACK FOR IT! I WON'T STOP UNTIL THE TITLE BECOMES KNOWN AS THE JERKWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!
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