Post by suicideking on Sept 3, 2006 12:47:54 GMT -5
Oh Biggzy, are we getting under your skin a little?
(And with those words we open up to everyone's hero, the Motormouth of WCF, the Extreme Asshole, "The Suicide King" Chad Allen. He is standing in front of the WCF interview scene at the WCF Arena, just before this edition of SLAM is supposed to begin. He is wearing a black sunglasses, a black leather jacket, and the infamous KILL YOURSELF T-shirt which can be purchased at www.cafepress.com/jesterwear and other fine retailers nationwide. You can even hear some of the fans making their way in to the arena as Chad continues...)
Interesting visual you gave us there Biggzy, using Christmas Day. Christmas makes me think of Santa, and that makes me think of his telltale laugh of HO HO HO, and that of course makes me think of your #1 slut Honey Valentine's Day Massacre. But lets get off of her, as I am sure most of the backstage has by now. I mean, c'mon, she has the only locker room with a revolving door on it. She has had her box banged out more than a bad delivery on a UPS truck. She spreads more disease than the black plague. Though I do find it sweet that she is so caring while you are having your head injuries and you are seeing things. I am wondering if she is going to be so caring when you are bedridden for good, only being able to communicate by blinking once for yes and twice for no?
(Chad chuckles as he begins to blink a bit, much like Biggs will be after a few more good head shots...)
Oh and Biggs, I am not even going to be cliche and say that I am going to be the one to do it. I mean, I wont turn the shot down if I can get it, but I won't be so bold as to think that I will win that lottery. But sometime, someday, I am going to enjoy watching you twitch in the middle of the ring, bleeding from your ears, as doctors look over you and try to keep you from being a life long vegetable. And once they give up, and put you into the home to twitch and drool your final days away, Ill be sure to bring Honey by, and she will give you a sweet kiss on the forehead, and tell you goodbye, and she finds out, why all the ladies say...
[glow=blue,2,300]HAIL TO THE KING BABY!![/glow]
(And with that Chad heads out stage left, to get ready for the match of the night...)
(And with those words we open up to everyone's hero, the Motormouth of WCF, the Extreme Asshole, "The Suicide King" Chad Allen. He is standing in front of the WCF interview scene at the WCF Arena, just before this edition of SLAM is supposed to begin. He is wearing a black sunglasses, a black leather jacket, and the infamous KILL YOURSELF T-shirt which can be purchased at www.cafepress.com/jesterwear and other fine retailers nationwide. You can even hear some of the fans making their way in to the arena as Chad continues...)
Interesting visual you gave us there Biggzy, using Christmas Day. Christmas makes me think of Santa, and that makes me think of his telltale laugh of HO HO HO, and that of course makes me think of your #1 slut Honey Valentine's Day Massacre. But lets get off of her, as I am sure most of the backstage has by now. I mean, c'mon, she has the only locker room with a revolving door on it. She has had her box banged out more than a bad delivery on a UPS truck. She spreads more disease than the black plague. Though I do find it sweet that she is so caring while you are having your head injuries and you are seeing things. I am wondering if she is going to be so caring when you are bedridden for good, only being able to communicate by blinking once for yes and twice for no?
(Chad chuckles as he begins to blink a bit, much like Biggs will be after a few more good head shots...)
Oh and Biggs, I am not even going to be cliche and say that I am going to be the one to do it. I mean, I wont turn the shot down if I can get it, but I won't be so bold as to think that I will win that lottery. But sometime, someday, I am going to enjoy watching you twitch in the middle of the ring, bleeding from your ears, as doctors look over you and try to keep you from being a life long vegetable. And once they give up, and put you into the home to twitch and drool your final days away, Ill be sure to bring Honey by, and she will give you a sweet kiss on the forehead, and tell you goodbye, and she finds out, why all the ladies say...
[glow=blue,2,300]HAIL TO THE KING BABY!![/glow]
(And with that Chad heads out stage left, to get ready for the match of the night...)
