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Kitt Kennedy · (10-05-2016)

Nice job on trying to pull a fast one, I see what you are trying to do! Very clever little ploy. I hate to tell you Polly, but making up fake accounts to bolster your popularity in hopes to push you to victory has already been done, ask the Democratic Party, they can show you how it’s run. You hate me, I get it because you are scared of the greatness that is Kitt Kennedy. I’m like Paul Heyman’s herpes, I just won’t go away. Get used to it kid because I’m your worst nightmare, the Heavy Metalweight championship was nice but taking both of yours will be so much sweeter.

As far as you and I, bitch, we aren’t even close to being done. You’ve crossed the line by talking about Alex and casting shade towards her. She’s what a real woman is, she’s what you wish you were and what you will never be. A respectable woman. Then here you go with this “I’m the better competitor of the two of us” bullshit. Do you listen to the word vomit that comes out of your mouth or has Paulie boy brainswashed you so bad that you actually believe the things that you are saying? HA! Once you realize that this wrestling gig isn’t for you then you easily have a job in comedy. You won the Television title due to a technicality, you didn’t do shit but watch as I waded through the competition. You may infect me with talent? Let’s see….continuous bitching about your daddy issues… sucking off some overpaid ex Nationwide insurance agent that you call a manager to compensate for said daddy issues…trust me sweetheart, hardly talents that I am interested in.

But let’s talk about these daddy issues that you clearly just can’t get over. He left you. It’s devastating, it’s sad, it’s unacceptable. Yet that’s life, pick your sorry ass up by the boot straps and carry the fuck on. “Oh Kitt, you’re a mean heartless man, she’s just a little girl, blah, blah, blah, blahblah-be-blahbbity blah!” Everyone can save their shit because not for one second do I believe the little Orphan Annie innocence façade. You’re as fake as Paul Heyman’s managerial skills. But I’m not completely heartless, I’ll give you twenty bucks to help you out, maybe seek some therapy so you can pull your head out of your ass and see reality. Doc D’Ville would be perfect to explore that little fucked up mind of yours. I’ll even get his number so you can make the appointment. But for now, maintain your natural position on your back and give me the title that is rightfully mine!

(Kitt again grabs Dolly and slams her head first into a set of lockers. Dolly falls to her knees. Kitt takes two steps back and catches her in the side of the head with his steel toed boot, slamming her head back into the lockers a second time. Kitt looks down at her as she lays motionless on her back. Kitt looks at Alex who has finished working over Heyman. She comes over to Kitt and they tip the bank of lockers over on top of Dolly’s motionless body. Kitt lays on top of the lockers to begin the count.)

STAY DOWN!!!

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