’Cain’ Said:"I would have to say you've got me Lane. At least I would say that if I was a liar like you”

Oh, shit, you had me going there for a second! You were all like, ‘yeah, you’re right, I’m terrible’ and me and everyone around was thinking, like, maybe this dude finally fucking gets it, you know? But then you dropped that sick rebuttal – ‘NOT! You’re a liar and a poopy face, neener neener!’

Come on, man. That’s how you want to start this little annoyance of a diatribe you’re forcing me to address on a Friday night when me and Roxy should be throwing back free shots downtown in Ybor and getting drunk college bitches to throw their titties at us in exchange for some selfies? I’m sitting here, contractually obligated to respond to the ramblings of a man with the relative personality and intellect of a gorilla, and you can’t even make it entertaining?

Cain Said:“Hart Championship? I'll take that, and I will have your soul as well. The thing you should be concerned with here is time."

Cain Said:“You'll accuse me of "copying you" like this is third grade and we are on the playground, arguing back and forth, sticking our tongues out, and making nose picking motions like some sort of game."

Cain Said:"However, I doubt it, because you're too damned stupid to understand exactly who you are facing. What stands before you? You don't understand."

Cain Said:"And yes, Roxy Cotton is both a front and a subliminal pleasure device for you. A front to hide your gayness."

Cain Said:"Yeah... I'm going to keep on talking. Just as you have told me too, I will continue to speak about how you let down your fans."

Cain Said:"You don't know what that's like to someone like myself who has waited so long to be in the limelight. Envious of men like Steve Davids and Louis Dville, who have their names spoken by billions of men, women, and children around the world."

You’re definitely right on the nose with this one, Cain. Good job. I’ve never once been jealous of Doc or Davids or anyone else for that matter, dude, because I’ve always been right up there with them.

You see, man, I may not have acquired the Universal Title yet like those two have, but I’ve also never tried. Believe me, when I want it to happen, it will. As for having my name chanted around the world? Dude, that happens every day. From the fans seeking me out everywhere I go, no matter the city and state, or the thousands and thousands in attendance at XWF shows across the globe. You don’t have to look any further than XWF website to see for yourself, man. Log on and tell me the very first face you see, dead center. After that, try and find a picture of you. I'll wait while you check.

You done looking, Cain? It isn’t there, is it? Face it, dude, you’ll never be the face of a franchise like me, man. You can’t. You have no business trying to even breathe the same air as me. I’m a megastar and you’re a cataclysmic failure.

Tell you what though, dude. Since we’re ‘friends’ and all… after the match, next time we have an Underground appearance somewhere, I’ll let you hold the belt while I sign autographs and make peoples’ dreams come true by shaking their hands and kissing their cheeks. Don’t worry, they won’t mind you being unavailable.

Cain Said:"To be a champion, you've only to prove your worth. The worth that you bring to that precious belt of hour's. Put yourself in my shoes as a challenger to that very same championship. Vincent, those hands of time are finally reaching that thirteenth hour. That is my hour, Vincent! This is my time!"