You're a legend? YOU'RE a legend?! Your record is 7-6-1 you inbred hillbilly, you're literally .500 and from what I can gather it took every ounce of jaw strength you had to suck your way to that middle. You're cute, cum jokes to the guy in the mask, I get it... you can't be bothered to be creative and you don't have the intellect to do some research, so I'll give you a peek behind the curtain. I have 90 XWF wins. 90. Let that rattle around your empty skull, blow what mind you have left, and let the dust settle.

So take your 7 wins, and lets give you the other 7 matches as courtesy wins. Now multiply that by three, double it again, and you still can't touch me. Don't insult this company by calling yourself a legend. You beat Barney Green and question my resume? I beat Steve Jason, homeboy. Heard of him? You guys have him ranked as the greatest star in the history of the company. I beat him. I beat Shane . You ever heard of him? I beat him clean on the logo he now holds the rights to, and you want to question me? I've beat Cyren, Killjoy, Blizzard, Chasm, Barney Green and Peter Gilmour more times than you've finished on your cattles back, and I've won titles you only catch glimpses of when Jim Caedus carries them past you in the hallway.

I told you to take the 'L', Cadryn. I told you not to respond to me, or else you'd end up in a world of hurt, and what did you do? You fucked up. You came back at me with weak shit about how you fuck a lot and I'm a , but if fucking the chicks you do makes you look the way you look, I gotta say... I'd rather be a .

Don't try intimidating me by telling me about matches you lost.

Don't throw out some tired gay and incest jokes then profess to be some verbal mastermind when I tell you your name is .

This pin isn't over. I'm winning a title today, I promise you that. It's up to you how much cardio you want to showcase before flaming out.