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Tommy Gunn · (05-04-2014)

When I came here to the XWF after a few tours of duty I came here with the understanding that this was a place where people came to wrestle.

Where people let out some steam.

Where people came to conquer.

And yet...

That's not what I have found in my admittedly short time here.

Not.

Even.

Close.

Sure there are some people here who like to wrestle, some of them even consider themselves wrestlers but most of them?

Most of them are a bunch of spineless cunts who are more concerned with telling the world their sob stories than actually lacing up their boots and stepping into the ring.

One such cunt?

Minxs.

How did we get here?

How did I find myself in a situation where I have to wrestle this wanna be soap opera star?

Well, because as much of a cunt as Minxs is, her brother is an even bigger cunt and a sack less one at that.

Instead of accepting my challenge, because that's what wrestlers not named SwagMire do, he lets his sister step in for him.

Pussy.

Coward.

Cunt.

Take your pick, all three apply.

Now Zak listen up and listen good, unless you never plan on wrestling again all you have done is delay the inevitable.

And in the process you have put your sister right in my crosshairs.

She is my next target.

And I never miss my target.

But lucky for you your dear sister doesn't have to face me one on one.

And that's where the true hero of this story comes in.

Griffin MacAlister.

I must say, this Griffin character is one confounding mother fucker.

On the one hand Griffin MacAlister is a massive asshole.

I am fairly certain he would not disagree with that assessment.

And yet, when it comes to damsels in distress, he's Johnny on the Spot.

First it was Alexandra Callaway, who from what I could gather is the bicycle of the XWF.

And now it's Minxs.

After Minxs wastes all of our time with her tales of woe who but Griffin MacAlister comes to save the day.

This dumb bitch, for reasons that I can't even begin to fathom decided that she thought it would be a good idea to not only challenge me but to challenge some guy named NAZI.

Well that's not his real name but that's what he goes by.

Whatever.

He sounds like the kind of guy that enjoys kicking ass almost as much as I do.

So, this bitch challenges us both.

We both accept because, who are we to deny a bitch her dying wish?

And then in steps Griffin MacAlister, resident XWF Super Hero.

Fighting for dumb bitches everywhere.

But you know what, I don't begrudge Griffin for wanting to get involved.

If for no other reason than he wants to have a match.

That is what people do here in the XWF right?

They have wrestling matches?

Right Zak?

Right SwagMire?

Oh wait, I shouldn't say your name, lest you or your crackhead brother label me a

because I just can't keep your name out of my mouth.

Oh well.

What's done is done.

And so here we are.

Minxs and Griffin MacAlister versus Tommy Gunn and NAZI.

The irony of all of this is that when I first got here I looked around to see who are the people that I would want to work with in this federation, who are the guys that when push comes to shove you want on your side and Griffin MacAlister was one of those guys.

There is something to be said for a guy who will go at anyone at anytime and not just physically but verbally abuse the fuck out of them in the process.

But for this night, at minimum for this night Griffin MacAlister is the next dumb fuck to make the mistake of thinking that stepping into the ring with me is going to be a cake walk.

Props to you Griffin for standing up and being a bigger man than so many of the other nutless pussies that waltz the halls of the XWF and saving Minxs from a guaranteed beating that she would never have woken up from.

Though I do have to ask, what's your angle?

Do you have some beef with NAZI?

If that's the case I can see it, he seems like a sour cunt if there ever was one.

But teaming up with this Minxs chick seems a bit dangerous.

And I don't mean that in the sense that you need to be worried about her stabbing you in the back or really inflicting any physical damage at all.

In fact I am pretty confident in saying that Lucky Charms cereal is more detrimental to your or my health than anything Minxs can do in the ring.

But I do have it on good authority that if you even look in Minxs direction she will suddenly get that

look in her eyes that Peter Gilmour get's when a microwavable Chicken Parm is floating around.

You know that look.

The one that says...get in my mouth.

Isn't that right Minxs?

All a guy needs to do is just look your way and suddenly the two of you are picking out wedding fixtures.

Be careful Griffin.

From one guy to another.

I've heard that bitch is bananas.

Watch your back.

Cause now that I've talked about her I can feeling that crazy cunt's eyes looking my way, wondering when she can get a piece of Tommy's....Gunn.

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