We all deserve... more...

More of a champion to admire,

More of an example which to aspire,

More of a man that doesn't stutter when he talks,

More of a Federweight icon to make us all walk the walk,

And still,

More in the way they carry themself,

More in ability to put would-be challengers on the shelf,

More in community service to make us proud,

More in looking less like a teenage girl who likes to go down,

Even still,

More is needed to fulfill the role without generic quips,

More is necessary so Brandon can take vacation with her kids,

More is delightful when it comes from an actual man,

More is premature, if it is left to the creamy load in Moore's hands.

MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE, MORE!!!!!!

We all deserve more, than Brandon Moore... and I'mmmm... gonna give it to ya.

Bad Attitude walks by, as Cage and Stone tell Moore they will catch him later. They do an awkward three-way fist pound, then "CHAA CHAA CHAA' can be heard in a vague whisper in the background. A trash can lid next to Moore opens as he shakes a candy machine that refuses to drop his paid for Mentos, the freshmaker. The masked luchador in one motion jumps straight into the air out of the trash can and slams Moore heads with the silver lid into the candy machine before finishing with a perfect landing on his fallen body for a pin. Chaz Bobo hears the commotion, and wanders outside just in time to slide over.

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