Tula kicks out. She pulls out a knife of her own and stand there, pointing it at Tommy, leaving two dumbasses with knives staring at each other.

You want to come after me? Make my life a living hell? Please do. I could use the extra wins on my resume.

The fact is, you're not even an afterthought around here. You're the kind of person who talks a lot of shit, releases a lot of statements, shows up for match once a month, gets utterly humiliated, and repeats the process. You're not nothing - you're the square root of nothing. Nothing would be a considerable upgrade from where you currently are.

You want to stab me? Give it a fucking shot, but you better make sure that thing hits me somewhere important, because if I survive, they'll be fishing your body out of the Hudson Bay.

Quit acting like some bad ass, because you're not. Go grab John Black and have him give it a shot. He's at least interesting. That's more than I can say for your pale ass.

2x Anarchy Champion
1x and current XWF Micronesian Champion
XWF Star Of The Month - October 2020