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Can't Rain All the Time
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Nollid Hawkins
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06-26-2013, 04:26 PM

< Turns on video camera, sits down in an empty arena >

< Begins to speak directly to the camera >

I guess a lot of you are wondering: who I am, what's my business, what I am about.


< raises voice >
"WHY HAS NOLLID COME TO MONDAY NIGHTTT MADNESS ?!"

< laughs to himself >

You see, when I was just a little child, I was told to treat other the way I wanted to be treated. I was such a good little soldier, always doing what Momma told me, as Daddy was out hitting the bars the eventually hitting Momma. But I did as I was told, I treated everyone nice, even ole Daddy. I went to school with hand me downs, my shoes were never the right kind, but I did I was told .....I treated everyone the way I wanted to be treated.

< sits back, brushes the hair out of his face and looks up >

< starts to sing >
"I heard there was a secret chord, that David played and it pleased the lord"

< appears to be calming down >

< raises voice >


NOW I SIT HERE A SON TO A HUMILIATED MOMMA.
A SON TO A DEAD DADDY
A SCHOOL BOY WHO NEVER WAS ACCEPTED

I am those things and I will admit it's the enemy I can not escape.

So you ask, why am I here in the Mexico City Arena ?


< stands up >


Look around you XWF, I have been given a second chance.
Johnny has been given ANOTHER CHANCE.

< speaks with anger >

But this time, it's MY RULES, MY WAY ! No more is there treating people the way I want to be treated. I am here to earn my respect and I will beat it out of anyone who disrespects me. You all walk around chasing 10 lbs of junk to wear around your waist, because you think it makes you somebody. You're no different than the kids with their letterman jackets. Those jackets do not show the heart, or the passion, or the potential of someone.....it just shows the opportunity they were given.

Walk around with your 10 lbs of junk thinking it defines you. Walk around thinking you're someone, cause the only reason you wear that title is because I have not had the opportunity to take it.

Mexico......Monday Night Madness.......Vive sólo todo en mi mundo.


< walks toward the camera and turns it off, pulls out the memory card >

< puts the memory card in an envelope and sticks it Liz Weinberg's door >




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