It is night time in this dark wilderness. Unknowing of the precise location and only knowing that the trees are dead as well as the ground…along with what’s underneath. This is a cemetery! As cliché as it is and how appropriate it has always been for some.
Morbid Angel is seen with his foot pressed against an old angel statue in the middle of the sea of head stones. Snow covers some except the large stones that almost seem to rise from the dead.
Morbid Angel who is known for his large build, standing at almost 7ft tall and just about 400lbs…also known for his anti drug campaign while in the JWA and now is a heavy user of Steroids. Jumping from 320 to where he is now! Considered to be one of the largest men not to be in a World Strongest man Competition…far from a sad little man like some would say.
McBride…the one Morbid Angel is said to meet in their match…McBride who finally decided to grace the world with his knowledge of very little in a crude attempt to speak the part of intelligence..Lacking and proving why he is a low level pleb on the payroll…an undesirable asset to a mafia…an unfulfilling husband to a wife-nevermore. Claiming victories that perhaps are undeserved and pointing the losing finger where is doesn’t belong. To lose is to fail but not acting is not a loss…or so it is told in the story of ages. McBride who grew up in a poor country, lacking the ability to read and comprehend normal sentences of the lamest variety leaves one to believe if he suffers from a mental illness…perhaps water on the brain? Questions only to be answered by his personal doctor or the coroner when he dies.
Truth is McBride is a long list of mistakes that are heaped together as if it matters to anyone more than himself…self entitled, ill-equipped and using insults unfitting the would be insulted.
Poor McBride…little does he know he already lost…and Morbid Angel knows it. Morbid Angel at first was upset with McBride’s promo when it first hit the airways but soon broke into laughter and has been unable to stop…after a couple of hours he subsided his laughter and stays silent looking around with a smug look on his face…smirking…even saw a tooth…
The camera comes in close to Morbid Angel…a serious look upon his face and black eyes that seem to look through people and rip their souls! Muscles near ripping his leather jacket and the wind blowing his hair adds effect! Now Morbid Speaks his serious piece to the Irish scum!
The camera starts to pull back with Morbid Angel laughing!
Morbid waves for the camera to come back in
Morbid Angel-“No, No! I’m done! For real come back!”
The camera comes back in and Morbid Angel clears his throat to speak.
Morbid Angel-“Hey, Soyer…you want to hear a funny joke?”
Soyer nervously answers
Soyer-“Sure”
Morbid Angel-“MCBRIDE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Morbid Angel clears his throat again.
Morbid Angel-“ Soyer…Knock, Knock!”
Soyer looks at Morbid Angel and says not a word…Morbid Angel mouths the words “who’s there” and pressures him to answer.
Soyer-“who’s there?”
Morbid Angel-“…A…”
Soyer-“………”A” who?”
Morbid Angel-“A LOSER NAMED MICHAEL MCBRIDE! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
Soyer-“that was lame”
Morbid Angel-“what? It’s funny! Did you get the joke?”
Soyer-“Yeah I got it…you going to take this interview seriously?”
Morbid Angel-“I’m always serious! Let’s do this”
Morbid clears his throat one last time and dusts off his coat and puts on his serious face that devours souls of the innocent!
Morbid-“Knock, Knock!”
Soyer turns away from Morbid Angel and walks away and the camera pulls back…
Morbid Angel-“No seriously it’s a good one! Come on!.....ANSWER THE FUCKING DOOR!”
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болезненное ангел!
Intercontinental Champion
TRIO CHAMPION x2
UNIVERSAL CHAMPION x2
UFO Champion x2
Ark Champion x2
Heavy Metal Champion x2
Xtreme Champion x3
Won at War Games 2014