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Lacklan · (04-13-2019)

I'm not exactly sure which is more sad about this thread: The fact that you have to make up random shit like me being a bigot and trying to hide it with a marriage (good luck trying to find ANY example or show of proof of your dumbass assertions!) or the fact that you actually put in an LOL while talking smack about the youth and telling me to go jump on the Twitter account I don’t have.

Here's some fun stuff: Holding this championship doesn't make you one of the top eight in this company. Over and again, it is shown and proven in this business that the person makes the belt and not the other way around. But while you have to find your wins over tiny lucha dudes that fall into comas or savages that can't speak more than three words in a row, I'm the one pinning champions and making legends fall to their knees in awe. But by all means, keep thinking that your particularly boring brand of "Welp, MEH was good enough for dad, so it's good enough for me!" is worthy of any note in this company.

Speaking of boring, it should be noted...though you have already admitted to not caring much in the way of truth and facts...that it was not anger that brought me here, but boredom. So while you are jamming your fingers into your phone with such haste and anger to misspell...what...six words? Seven? I’m sitting back and clearing my case of boredom by picking on some putz who is so close to working himself into a shoot that even Blaq and Kid have to sit back and say, “Damn dude, slow down!” But thankfully, my boredom, a boredom matched by many in this company over this championship, is about to cleared away for everyone by the Queen of Anarchy, the revolution herself. Because when that championship is around MY waist, the entire company will take notice. When that championship is around MY waist, every other champion is going to part the waters and cheer my ascension. Because while YOU hold that up high after putting away a man in a coma, while YOU drag it through the mud and make even Kid’s Heavymetalweight look like the shining glory of this business by comparison, I will give it the shine it deserves. And every single person in this company, yourself included, will fall to your knees at my feet, kiss my cute-as-FLAME heels, and THANK me for giving you some relevance beyond the opening act.

So by all means, fall back to your shitty catchphrase that we all roll our eyes at and sit pretty in your den of empty beer cans, tear-soaked sheets, and the oppressive stench of dreams long lost. We’ll see how well that goes for you when trying to kick out of this pin.

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