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Joey Menos · **03-14-2016, 02:55 AM**

[We see Joey dressed in plain XWF shirt and kakis pants with a pair of locs on his eyes as he sits on a couch. Then we see him cracking his knuckles as he waits for his therapist, after a few hours later, we see this 5’10 light skin lady who was wearing a tight dress while sakes his hand he slyly eyes her outfit. Then they both sit across from one another, and she speaks.]

Tiffany: I am going to be your therapist today, what has brought you here?

Joey: I got something to show you.

Tiffany: what do you want to show me?

[He then pulls out a grainy rusty pic of his father, and she takes it to analyze the picture and give it back to him, and he nods his head down to avoid eye contact.]

Tiffany: Why are you showing me this picture, Joey?

Joey: Well let me cut it short, my father wasn’t around and it makes me cry sometimes.

Tiffany: Do you have any good memories about him?

Joey: All I remember was that I was in a ring with him giving me his belt I was pretty young. I even witness him dealing with a prostitute backstage.

[Tiffany scribbles some few words on her notepad, and she looks at him. He still has his head down as she still speaks to him.]

Tiffany: That must jaded your personality, is that why you are looking down on the floor so much?

Joey: I…can’t…keep…eye contact, like I will say… I’m too shy to look into anyones eyes.

[Tiffany then get out of her seat and places her pen on his forehead, she the looks onto his eyes with an intention to focus on her. Joey the finally sits up and she smiles at him.]

Tiffany: You gotta be confident Joey, don’t let yourself down and out of the game. You are handsome man who can take on the world by eye contact. What is your profession, Joey?

Joey: I am a pro wrestler for XWF, a company somewhere in Florida or some shit.

[Tiffany then writes some more on her notepad and shakes her head in agreement for his profession.]

Tiffany: What do you in the company?... I know guys have to do promos all the time. How do you cope with that much camera time on you?

Joey: How do I cope with the camera? I wear locs aka shades and do my thing… in fact, I have a match coming up within a week from now.

[Joey hands her ticket to the show on Warfare, then she was shocked to see him be the generous enough to give her the ticket. But she hands back the ticket to him.]

Tiffany: I don’t want the ticket

Joey: Why?... I want to be generous to you

Tiffany: I don’t like what you guys do, its all FAKE, and it would be waste of my time to accept the ticket…

[Joey then hears the word “FAKE” that registered in his mind when she said those words. He then put on his locs on his eyes and gives a grin and grabs her by the hair and tosses her lightweight body on the floor. He then locks her in a Texas Cloverleaf until he heard her scream in agony as he lock it in even tighter. Then he lets go and look at her weaken state.]

Joey: Fake…fake…fake… fuck you bitch…

[Joey then pulls out a chain and strangles her until she passes out….scene closes out somewhere else...]

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I don't know what you think this is McCoy, I see you trying to be mister IC contender who wouldn't even last in the match against the likes of Tush and freaking Green. You need to stay in your lane, because I will personally make sure you wouldn't be able to compete in that battle royal...let me get some few things deciphered...

Quote:Oh buddy. Look at the little fella all fired up. You know your last name literally means smaller in spanish right? Menos, smaller than, less than. As in Joey Menos Travis McCoy, Joey < Travis. It's fucking beautiful. You grew up in Texas, I'm sure you heard that shit constantly. You know what McCoy means? It means the real deal, in Gaelic it means son of Aodha , a Celtic God of fire. The Irish God of the underworld.

My name isn't important as your name, so who gives a fuck about being smaller or being something that comes out of some cheap RPG level upper shit.

Quote:I spoke about how you look because it's all I had to speak on. Because until a few days ago you were something different. I'll drop it though, but don't think I'll forget it. I'll drop it, not because I fear you. What's to fear from a little guy like you? I won't let it go because I fear being called a racist.I've been called worse and if you chose to take what I say as racism so be it. Tell me one thing I said that didn't have a hint of truth. You know how many guys I've seen like you who did have a story of gang violence? Nearly every person of color with your look has that story. That's not racism bud, that's a fact learned from years in this business. Forgive me for judging a book by it's cover but it's all I had, now that the book is open I wish it had stayed closed. I'll drop your sudden change of race because as soon as you opened your mouth I discovered a brand new road to go down.

McCoy, you have a lot of nerve trying to do that reverse "I'm just reading the book by the cover" radical discrimination shit. I mean the Manson dude got offended when he realized I was a black dude, even though my skin don't determine who the fuck I am. If you have been called worst things...does that mean you want to stand up from them? I mean you folks got it easier in terms of privilege and shit; but fuck all that noise, at the end of the day... we all bleed redder than Rebel Star's vagina, so McCoy just know that I will break every piece of your bones until you start chanting for your brethren's to help you get loose from me...brotha'

Quote:I'm going to by the way. You know that right? This match is made for me boy. Sure I enjoy throwing hands and 'chin checking' as much as the next brother, but for fifteen years I've been tied up in every way possible. I've forgotten more about catch wrestling and submissions than you've ever known boy. And with the way I'm starting to feel about you you'll be lucky if I let you go when you tap and beg for mercy. Chances are I'll break whatever limb I've got in my grasp first. Can you hold that pistol sideways with a cast?

Wait, so you just admitted you forgotten about all that I mentioned in red? Man, your ass is going to be smoked once I find your weak spots. I will exploit you so much in this triple threat match, by the time we are done, I won't even have a itchy trigger finger to pull on you when you get placed on a muafukin stretcher. Plus, McCoy... you are going to be the one in mercy once I lock my patented Tejas Cloverleaf and break that back of your before you make your big debut on the IC battle royal scene.

Ginger Snaps..... bitch stay in your place...

It's On (Dead McCoy)Ginger Snaps

FIN

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