You see....Life is all about chance. You never know whats gonna happen. It's like a high stakes poker game.

You have your pairs. These are your average small victories that happen everyday. You caught all the green lights on the way to work? Cool. You found fifty bucks on the street? Awesome. You were talked to by your crush? I'm happy for you. But these things are not that uncommon. They happen to a billion people a day.

You then have your three or four of a kind. These are slightly more rare and mean a little more. That crush asked you on a date. You took that fifty and went to the casino and made 200. You win your match in the ring. You think life is great. But these things happen to a million people a day.

Following that is your straight. And your flush. These are uncommon hands to gain and require a lot of luck. That trip to the casino turns into 10k in returns. You marry that crush. You win a championship. You don't think life can get any better. But this happens to a thousand people a day.

Then the crown jewel. You get your royal flush. You get your straight flush. These are the most rare of card combinations. You have won the lottery and no one can beat you. This happens to almost no one. It would be like successful breaking the psyche of a man hated by many in the XWF. You had this hand. You accomplished everything that comes with them.

And now you sit at the table, waiting for you next hand. You wait for the opportunity to ruin someone else, to let that monster out again. Except this time I'M the dealer. I give you your fate. And you get the one hand no one wants.

You have the Deadman's hand. You have those Aces and those Eights. Now you have to wait for your fifth card. It could make your night, or it can kill you. YOU have to choose whether or not you have the balls to do so.

I came in here months ago. I was brash, I was confident. I thought I was better than everyone here. I've learned my lesson. But some of you still mock. I do not forgive and I do not forget. Especially when you ruin a major step forward in my life.

So...step up. You either get your fifth card....or you'll get my fist down your throat.

Don't you worry, you'll get yours soon enough. It's been a long time coming.

"We playing poker? I fucking love poker! Texas or Omaha?"

I'm a little hard headed. It isn't going to be that easy to get rid of me.

So, you rig the game, huh? That's how you get ahead here.

GIve me a bit. I bet I can find a wildcard.

"These poker analogies are cute. Frodo, say something about a van down by the river! It's a poker reference that will make you look cool. Do it before Grayson does!"

Gator, I'm going to lock you in a van by the river and set it on fire. Shut it. This is not the time for comedy.

Frodo...i used to think your act was so cute...but it may be time to move past middle school insults.

"SEE! Frodo! Your not cool anymore, Stinger got there first! And it's always the time for comedy, you two are trying to sound threatening talking about fucking hands in poker! That, is fucking comedy."

Watch your Ace Grayson or you might find Frodo's spade there.

Or maybe, for the first time in your life, someone is smarter than you Frodo. But if you want to live in your little fantasy land, e my guest