You just don't get it do you Frodo? I still got you. Everything I have been saying has just been to get you off of your game plan and get inside your head. You have been so busy defending your so called honor and worrying about the way I look that you still haven't even said a word about how you are going to defeat me. The truth of the matter is that you know you can't defeat me. Not now and not ever.


You couldn't handle that truth from the start so you had to go and find someway to make me look bad. I've played your little game and now it's time you faced the facts. You are going to lose and there is nothing that you can do about it. You see, Those pictures you posted of supposed offenders has nothing to do with me. You have no proof and no assimilation of proof that you can come up with. How did you like the way I got under your skin. Do you really want to know what was in those envelopes I received? A bunch of contracts for special appearances and spread layouts for an upcoming advertising line. Nothing that even had anything to do with you. I just wanted to see how badly I could get you to react to something that didn't even exist. I played you like a used puppet and you fell for everything just like the dumb ass rookie you are. How did you ever think you could win against someone like me? Really?


Either way, None of that matters when you really get down to it. You see, I have the size, The strength, The stamina, And the hatred burning inside of me that you just can not handle. I have the technical knowledge to match you move for move if I wanted to. Or I could easily overpower you and throw you around that ring like a useless rag doll. There wouldn't be many actual wrestling moves in this type of match. The only objective is to beat your opponent down until he can no longer move and send him into the crowd so they can have what's left of him. Are you ready to go surfing Frodo? You better be.


It's still not too late for you. You can always come out and admit that you were wrong to challenge me in the first place. Then you could back out and run with your head between your legs like a little coward. This isn't high school where opinions matter and your not the star around here. This is the big leagues boy and your just not ready to handle what I can dish out.


Now, Let's discuss your latest post on the website. According to your way of thinking every man with a mustache would be a pedophile. How ridiculous is that? Just because someone has a mustache and long hair it doesn't make them a freak. You asked what was good about the Eighties? I'll tell you one good thing about the 80's. Ronald Reagan. One of the greatest presidents of all time. Here's a few more, The US Hockey team winning the Gold, Compact discs, VCRs, and Nintendo. How about MTV, CNN, And TNT. All started in the 80's. Still think they sucked? So do you so what does that tell you.


Oh boy, I'm really scared now. What, Are you going to hit me like you did your kid? I never said you had custody of him. What was stated was he needs to be taken out of the environment he is in. You need to lose all contact with him so he doesn't turn out as sick and warped as you are. The poor kid may already be too messed up to be saved. That's your fault! Just like it will be your fault for whatever happens when we step into that ring. I will not be held responsible for what I am going to do to you. I hope that you are prepared to bleed. You will be doing plenty of that. The clock is ticking Frodo, You little Hobbit wanna be. Why don't you just go back and crawl under whatever shit pile you crawled out of. Leave the wrestling to us big boys who can handle it. Your nothing but a waste of space and a waste of good air. Quit breathing already. You don't deserve it. You don't like what I have done or said, Come get some. You can suck on that, Bitch!


What does it tell you when your own son even likes me more than he does you? Not that it will help me win this match or anything. It just shows what kind of person you really are. I bet that makes you feel real good don't it. How pitiful you are. Oh, By the way. I spoke with Angel Fyre and she said that she wouldn't touch you if you were the last man on earth. Try again, Bitch.


Well, It looks like the end is near for you. Too bad you had to pick the wrong person to fuck with for your first match. Maybe you'll have better luck next time, I doubt it. I doubt that there will be enough of you left to even go on wrestling. Unless, Hey that's an ideal. Maybe the XWF could form a midget league. Of course you would probably just lose there too. You should just give it up completely and go do some more drugs to ease your pain. See you in the ring.