Post by Ultimate destroyer on May 29, 2016 16:21:42 GMT -5
<in yet another fleabag arena at yet another slightly improving but still fleabag wcf card the roving camera moves around the shabby backstage area looking for someone to kill time by saying a few words for the tv show and fans a furious but steady stomping up and down the hall ways between the opening to the arena and the back can be heard..
The camera follows the sounds ot the noise and you see a shot of bad news benson waiting impatiently in his usual furious pissed manner for the matches to begin
Benson sees the camera and emits a cross between a grown snarl and sigh but realizing he has nothing better to do for the time being he decides to kill time wit ha quick chat and stomps over to the camera his voice emitting the quier quaking rage of someone whos about to explode in viciousness and violence at a moments notice>
"Imma gonna address a few things here in this beer belly trailer park of a fed and I don't give a fuck if ya like or don't like sos here it is
After the cleaning of this shithouse of the drippings off the floor of a skid row taco hut toilet after the mystery meat dollar taco day I thought things were improving all the crazies and medically insane and other examples of moldy infested horseshit were a thing of the past...
But like the crusty parasites on the ass of a mangy dying rabid dog some fine examples of the old wcf still remain and its up to me to shovel the shit back out the door..... which explains the match for this so called tv title which also ill discuss later
Now to the jobbin jabrones they call my opponents
Neofian.... another larpin ad&D twit that thinks anyone gives a damn about what his ren faire participating ass says or does Well he better hope he dosent ride one of those stick horse things those fairy nice guys ride or it will be shoved up his ass as I send him out the door and wishin he had better than dark age medicine to pull it outta his ass........
And heres an old wcf vet night rider.... someone who thought he had a cool name off of his favorite tv shows since dukes of hazard was taken as a kid probably wishing he was a middle of the road 1980s GM pos ..... believing the car really talked too and after too many hits to the head just might think he is the car these days .......
Neither one of these fools are much of a threat to me I just hope they don't mind getting hospitalized over this tv title .... which brings me to the supposed point of it all..
This glorified ass scratcher they call the tv title...... a piece of metallic painted plastic on a cheap plastic trash bag strap whos quality and craftsmanship rivals merchandise from a dollar store in sweatshop asia........the kids get better from dollar tree .....
And then People want me to maim injure and kill others for this thing that a cracker jack box would be sorry to call a prize ? Ill do it for the payday and the enjoyment of it......
Because I sure as hell don't give a rats ass of a tinkers damn of a flying fuck about that so called belt or their lives just let me do what I get paid for and get out cause theres still tons of shit that needs to be shoveled and I'm appointed by default it seems
Now get lost ......
<the arena begins to fill with workers and audience members and he returns to his post by the entrance with the same amount of patience shown towards the world at large and the camera fades out >
The camera follows the sounds ot the noise and you see a shot of bad news benson waiting impatiently in his usual furious pissed manner for the matches to begin
Benson sees the camera and emits a cross between a grown snarl and sigh but realizing he has nothing better to do for the time being he decides to kill time wit ha quick chat and stomps over to the camera his voice emitting the quier quaking rage of someone whos about to explode in viciousness and violence at a moments notice>
"Imma gonna address a few things here in this beer belly trailer park of a fed and I don't give a fuck if ya like or don't like sos here it is
After the cleaning of this shithouse of the drippings off the floor of a skid row taco hut toilet after the mystery meat dollar taco day I thought things were improving all the crazies and medically insane and other examples of moldy infested horseshit were a thing of the past...
But like the crusty parasites on the ass of a mangy dying rabid dog some fine examples of the old wcf still remain and its up to me to shovel the shit back out the door..... which explains the match for this so called tv title which also ill discuss later
Now to the jobbin jabrones they call my opponents
Neofian.... another larpin ad&D twit that thinks anyone gives a damn about what his ren faire participating ass says or does Well he better hope he dosent ride one of those stick horse things those fairy nice guys ride or it will be shoved up his ass as I send him out the door and wishin he had better than dark age medicine to pull it outta his ass........
And heres an old wcf vet night rider.... someone who thought he had a cool name off of his favorite tv shows since dukes of hazard was taken as a kid probably wishing he was a middle of the road 1980s GM pos ..... believing the car really talked too and after too many hits to the head just might think he is the car these days .......
Neither one of these fools are much of a threat to me I just hope they don't mind getting hospitalized over this tv title .... which brings me to the supposed point of it all..
This glorified ass scratcher they call the tv title...... a piece of metallic painted plastic on a cheap plastic trash bag strap whos quality and craftsmanship rivals merchandise from a dollar store in sweatshop asia........the kids get better from dollar tree .....
And then People want me to maim injure and kill others for this thing that a cracker jack box would be sorry to call a prize ? Ill do it for the payday and the enjoyment of it......
Because I sure as hell don't give a rats ass of a tinkers damn of a flying fuck about that so called belt or their lives just let me do what I get paid for and get out cause theres still tons of shit that needs to be shoveled and I'm appointed by default it seems
Now get lost ......
<the arena begins to fill with workers and audience members and he returns to his post by the entrance with the same amount of patience shown towards the world at large and the camera fades out >