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~~Grime~~ · **05-02-2015, 10:55 AM**

Grime sits on his Harley with the camera on him. He has a smile on his face and begins to speak.

Grime: Hey, Bugs! How's it going? Oh, excuse me...Maxwell Dane. You're a hard egg to crack.

Grime reaches into his pocket and takes out a pack of cigarettes.

Grime: Well, not really...

Grime takes a cigarette out, lights up and exhales before he continues on.

Grime: The fact is...you're pretty simple to crack. But, the fun part between now and Wednesday is that we can all go and color your eggs. Hide them and let everyone have another Easter egg hunt.

Grime takes a drag from his cigarette and exhales.

Grime: See, we've got something in common. You're completely insane. I'm...well willing to do completely insane things to break every bone in your body. The difference between us is this...

Grime stands and swings his leg over to get off his Harley.

Grime: I'll be screaming for joy as you'll be screaming in pain.

Grime takes another drag and breathes out the smoke through his nose.

Grime: Whether you're female or male...or a little bit of...

Grime gags.

Grime: ...both.

Grime shakes his head. And knocks on his head like it's a door.

Grime: There's a way to find that out. It's called me using my feet to find out if the one in the bunny costume has a little tally whacker or not. If you don't seem to feel it, it's either you got a serious problem down below, or something else that you couldn't figure out what to do with so you put on the costume and have everyone believe you're just as confused by that as we are.

Grime flicks the ashes and takes another drag. He exhales and watches as the smoke floats away in the breeze.

Grime: The fact is this...Maxie Pads...no rabbit feet are going to bring you good luck charms. No one wants to color your eggs and run around to find them. No one wants to waste their time like we're watching a 'Back to the Future' sitcom starring a demented freak that has to be able to hop 85 miles per hour to reach the time space continuum. I honestly rather be Elmer Fudd with a rifle that actually works.

Grime starts chuckling.

Grime: Oh, I don't think and I don't hope that I'll be making you bleed, Maxie. I don't need to think and hope and have faith about it one bit. No, see, I know I'll make you bleed. I'll take great pleasure in knocking the bunny ears off that damn costume for the fun of it. And if you think for a moment that this won't happen...it's time you got your damn facts straight.

Grime takes his last drag. Blows out the smoke dramatically.

Grime: And when that will happen...no time travel escapade will ever be able to take you away from it. Go ahead. Time travel over and over again to the beginning of our match this coming Wednesday. Try every time you wish to get the upper hand and figure out where you went wrong so that you don't have to hear my name announced as the winner. We'll wait. After all we've got the time. You're just going to be wasting yours trying to figure out how you can actually beat me.

Grime smiles.

Grime: You talk about how my beating you is an impossible mission. Well, how about I put this on...

Grime: The mission is possible...probable...and damn it, Maxie Pad...it will happen.

Grime takes off the mask and looks at the camera.

Grime: See you soon, Thumper...

The camera turns off...

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