Post by "The Wolf" Conrad Howell on Oct 17, 2006 9:47:38 GMT -5
We told you we were getting bored. And when we get bored, people get HURT. Right, Biggsy?
(We open up to a construction site, where the Sick Individuals sit on top of the beginnings of a wall that is being made out of cinder blocks. The wall is about 3 feet high right now, as Chad, Conrad, and Shanon are seemingly enjoying the sunny day at....wherever we are. Chad lets out his trademark chuckle, and continues speaking.)
We have been talking to you for a while Biggs, putting out challenges, trying to get your attention with silly skits, trying to get the match we deserve, a shot at OUR belts. Ya know....THESE belts.
(Chad and Conrad both reach behind them, and bring up the WCF Tag Team Title belts. Chad sets his on his lap, while Conrad tosses his over his shoulder.)
But through the simple things like asking, or making fun of you, you felt the need to ignore us. You felt the need to spend more time worrying about less important things like your house boy that you are "training" and other things like that. But now...NOW I think we have set you on the correct path of worrying about 2 very important things, these belts and your health. Of those 2 Biggs, which is REALLY more important to you? Keeping the belts? Or not looking like Christopher Reeves after the horse accident? Guess that is a decision you have to make, isn't it?
(Chad smiles, but not a happy smile in the least, and tosses the belt over his shoulder. Conrad leans in to the camera a little, getting up close and personal with us in our living rooms.)
How did it feel Biggs? Our new tag move? It really just hit us that Chad's Assisted Suicide Death Valley Driver and my Quick Drop With A Sudden Stop Fisherman Buster could be combined into one deadly tag move. And then add in a cinderblock on top of it? VICIOUS. Just think, these cinderblocks are used to hold huge buildings up. They can keep hundreds of people safe inside of buildings that can stack up to the sky. So what type of affect do you think that had on your already injured head? I am sure no matter what, it was not good.
We really should get a name for that move. What about the Biggs Implant?
Nah, that was already taken I think...
Too bad, it would be a PERFECT name for it. Since we implanted Biggs' head so hard into the block that is SHATTERED it.
(Both men laugh a bit, but quickly stop, getting deadly serious again.)
Biggs, No more jokes, no more skits, just this simple warning. Stay in your hospital bed, hug your children if you have them, kiss your wife if you are married. Pet the damn dog even. Because on Sunday, if you are stupid enough to do anything more than come out and forfeit the tag belts to us, we will keep dropping you on your weak little head until it cracks open like an egg in that stupid drug commercial. We will make sure that you are not brought back to the hospital ever again, next time, it is the morgue. And Biggs, I know you, you are going to come out, hurt, but wanting to fight, to get revenge for the heinous attack. But consider the fine words of Marcellus Wallace from the movie Pulp Fiction when he said "That is just pride, messing with you". Run while you still can Biggs. Because like we have said a million times over, until morality improves...
THE BEATINGS WILL CONTINUE!
(Fade out)
(We open up to a construction site, where the Sick Individuals sit on top of the beginnings of a wall that is being made out of cinder blocks. The wall is about 3 feet high right now, as Chad, Conrad, and Shanon are seemingly enjoying the sunny day at....wherever we are. Chad lets out his trademark chuckle, and continues speaking.)
We have been talking to you for a while Biggs, putting out challenges, trying to get your attention with silly skits, trying to get the match we deserve, a shot at OUR belts. Ya know....THESE belts.
(Chad and Conrad both reach behind them, and bring up the WCF Tag Team Title belts. Chad sets his on his lap, while Conrad tosses his over his shoulder.)
But through the simple things like asking, or making fun of you, you felt the need to ignore us. You felt the need to spend more time worrying about less important things like your house boy that you are "training" and other things like that. But now...NOW I think we have set you on the correct path of worrying about 2 very important things, these belts and your health. Of those 2 Biggs, which is REALLY more important to you? Keeping the belts? Or not looking like Christopher Reeves after the horse accident? Guess that is a decision you have to make, isn't it?
(Chad smiles, but not a happy smile in the least, and tosses the belt over his shoulder. Conrad leans in to the camera a little, getting up close and personal with us in our living rooms.)
How did it feel Biggs? Our new tag move? It really just hit us that Chad's Assisted Suicide Death Valley Driver and my Quick Drop With A Sudden Stop Fisherman Buster could be combined into one deadly tag move. And then add in a cinderblock on top of it? VICIOUS. Just think, these cinderblocks are used to hold huge buildings up. They can keep hundreds of people safe inside of buildings that can stack up to the sky. So what type of affect do you think that had on your already injured head? I am sure no matter what, it was not good.
We really should get a name for that move. What about the Biggs Implant?
Nah, that was already taken I think...
Too bad, it would be a PERFECT name for it. Since we implanted Biggs' head so hard into the block that is SHATTERED it.
(Both men laugh a bit, but quickly stop, getting deadly serious again.)
Biggs, No more jokes, no more skits, just this simple warning. Stay in your hospital bed, hug your children if you have them, kiss your wife if you are married. Pet the damn dog even. Because on Sunday, if you are stupid enough to do anything more than come out and forfeit the tag belts to us, we will keep dropping you on your weak little head until it cracks open like an egg in that stupid drug commercial. We will make sure that you are not brought back to the hospital ever again, next time, it is the morgue. And Biggs, I know you, you are going to come out, hurt, but wanting to fight, to get revenge for the heinous attack. But consider the fine words of Marcellus Wallace from the movie Pulp Fiction when he said "That is just pride, messing with you". Run while you still can Biggs. Because like we have said a million times over, until morality improves...
THE BEATINGS WILL CONTINUE!
(Fade out)
