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Phantom Panzer · **06-25-2017, 12:19 PM**

PP is sat in his white dimension, floating in it, yawning slightly, before looking at the tiny camera

"So, it occurred to me, that while I did say I'd participate in that thar tag tournament going on, I actually don't have a partner."

He begins to turn sideways. Is it by his own means? Is he just turning because that's just how fucked the dimension is and turns gravity and reality on its head? Wait, no, trick questions. It's the latter.

"So, what I propose, is a temporary fun time. Myself and anyone willing enough to work with a fucked up dimension hopping clown!"

He is now upside down, but still looking like he is sitting.

"Well? You get to travel with me as I go place to place, you get to fuck with anything your heart's desire, and fuck anything you fucking wish. Just call me at 1-555-GIT-FUQD.

Totally real number.

Totally.

Anyway. I have other shit to do while I wait for a response. Like dealing with Mezian and McBride.

Ta-ta for now!"

Doctor Louis D'Ville · (06-25-2017)

I'll do it.

Phantom Panzer · **06-25-2017, 12:40 PM**

(06-25-2017, 12:31 PM)Doctor Louis DVille Said: I'll do it.

"I'd say 'Neat. Let's do it.' Buuuuut........

Wait for it......

You're part of the tag team champions! Gotta love the Freebird rule, eh?

Unless I missed something after you won your match on Savage."

He is now seen 'laying' on his back, right leg crossed over the left with the right knee pointing up to the sky. He looks at the camera, as if still upside down, but that's just how one's head looks when it's hanging off the edge of something.

"Maybe sometime down the line, when The Kings are done using you and you're done using them."

~~John Madison~~ · (06-25-2017)

Face The Kings ( TM ) on your own. You didn't plan on actually winning anyway. You just want the career making title opportunity against John Madison's super group.

"The Wolf of Afghanistan" Joshua Schuler · (06-25-2017)

"Sorry to inform your super group but a couple of FREEDOM loving brothers are going to leave you super FUCKED! BOOM!"

Quickly after Bearded War Pig finishes his sentence he signals for John Madison to suck his long hairy freedom stick by thrusting his hips like a three pumps and your women squirts like a busted fire hydrant in the ghetto being used as a splash park. While his arms crossed, hands rotating with the "shaka" symbols, while smacking his hips and thighs.

~~John Madison~~ · (06-25-2017)

Hear this guy?

Do your homework

, we have Donald Trump so that makes us Super Freedom Loving FIGHTERS

"The Wolf of Afghanistan" Joshua Schuler · (06-25-2017)

"No man who believes he is a king is a fighter of FREEDOM, fuckface! Just because our countries President may have fallen into your greedy hands doesn't mean real Patriots will! No room for kings in a free man's land!"

~~John Madison~~ · (06-26-2017)

Fuck you, I've already made some room.

Phantom Panzer · **06-25-2017, 08:32 PM**

(06-25-2017, 01:04 PM)John Madison Said: Face The Kings ( TM ) on your own. You didn't plan on actually winning anyway. You just want the career making title opportunity against John Madison's super group.

"Man, I just want to fight motherfuckers. And The Motherfuckers. I just want to fucking fight is all. Isn't about the titles for me. If I win, then whoopedy fuckin' doo, I won. I just want to fuckin' kick some ass and build some balloon animals filled with blood and semen."

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · **06-25-2017, 09:04 PM**

(06-25-2017, 08:32 PM)Phantom Panzer Said:
(06-25-2017, 01:04 PM)John Madison Said: Face The Kings ( TM ) on your own. You didn't plan on actually winning anyway. You just want the career making title opportunity against John Madison's super group.

"Man, I just want to fight motherfuckers. And The Motherfuckers. I just want to fucking fight is all. Isn't about the titles for me. If I win, then whoopedy fuckin' doo, I won. I just want to fuckin' kick some ass and build some balloon animals filled with blood and semen."

Then go to a petting zoo on an off day. Fight the owners, jack them off, sacrifice a goat, have a ball.

Phantom Panzer · **06-25-2017, 09:33 PM**

(06-25-2017, 09:04 PM)Robbie Bourbon Said:
(06-25-2017, 08:32 PM)Phantom Panzer Said:
(06-25-2017, 01:04 PM)John Madison Said: Face The Kings ( TM ) on your own. You didn't plan on actually winning anyway. You just want the career making title opportunity against John Madison's super group.

"Man, I just want to fight motherfuckers. And The Motherfuckers. I just want to fucking fight is all. Isn't about the titles for me. If I win, then whoopedy fuckin' doo, I won. I just want to fuckin' kick some ass and build some balloon animals filled with blood and semen."

Then go to a petting zoo on an off day. Fight the owners, jack them off, sacrifice a goat, have a ball.

"I mean, I could do that, but, y'know, they're not exactly much of a challenge. I like challenges. The only challenge you have to deal with is Type 2 Diabetes. I'm surprised you didn't try to take Peter away and make a team called 'American Fat Betas'. Fucking fat bitch."

Phantom Panzer · **06-26-2017, 03:22 AM**

"Still lookin' for a partner for some fun until the tournament is over, or if we snatch the belts away, until the belts are taken away. Sound good? We don't have to fuckin' stick to each other like glue. I won't bother you, you don't bother me, we're one big happy family. You get nifty shit that only I can create. You can do the time warp, or visit other dimensions and universes.

But hey, I am a clown. But I AM a clown with standards. No backstabbing shit with me. We're in it to fuckin' win it and dominate the competition.

What do you fuckos say?"

Prof. Bobby Bourbon · **06-26-2017, 04:11 AM**

(06-25-2017, 09:33 PM)Phantom Panzer Said: Fucking fat bitch."

Oh, wow, fat jokes.

Whenever I hear those, I just think "this asshole is going to get his ass beat in public by a fat man."

Phantom Panzer · **06-26-2017, 05:36 AM**

"Man. When I look at accomplishments, I took note that you lost the Hart title on April 1st. Let me take out my little Tiny Tim's Private Dick Kit, so I can look at this fact in a little more investigatory manner."

He summons up a toy box that oddly looks like a Dick Tracy Lunchbox. Opens it up, turns out there's a mold monster that flies out of it, and goes on a rampage across the stadium for the Warfare show coming up. He dicks among the black goop, and pulls out a magnifying glass. It cleans up in his hands, then appearing before him, is the dates that Robbie held the Hart belt and when he lost it.

"Ahhhh, ohhh... hmmm oh yes, that's righteous, that's great! Yeah! Yeah! EUREKA'S CASTLE! I GOT IT!"

He then appears next to Robbie

"It turns out your reign was one big April Fool's joke. That's what it was, and the payoff was great! You fat fucking stupid looking jizz chugger. And that's coming from a Grade A jizz chugger! I also chug it through the ass!"

He disappears and reappears in his little dimension.

"Now, run along, go play with your boyfriend. Get ready for your match. You're not needed.

Scoot! Skidaddle! Get outta he-ah!"

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