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Post by Steve Orbit on Dec 24, 2015 9:55:32 GMT -5
Steve Orbit stands in front of a WCF backdrop, looking extra mean.
Steve Orbit: Another year... another magnificent One pay per view. AND... another Jonny Fly and Steve Orbit headliner for the World Heavyweight championship. LEMME TELL YA SOMETHIN FRED WHOA
Freddy Whoa steps into the frame with a mic. He holds it in front of Orbit.
Steve Orbit: I'm tired of this mother fucker Jonny Fly, we're friends, we hate each other. We're brothers, we beat up our mom. And then we turn on each other. Every year? When am I gonna wake up and figure out that I can't trust this mother fucker? I'm a fuckin' pimp! Sharpest guy in the room! The FUCK!
Freddy leans over and whispers something into Orbit's ear. Orbit looks... perturbed. Confused.
Steve Orbit: You sure?
Freddy nods "yes".
Steve Orbit: That was last year?
Freddy nods "yes".
Steve Orbit: Do I have a match this year?
Freddy shakes his head "no".
Steve Orbit: ... mother fucker.
Moment of silence.
Steve Orbit: Fuck it, let's party!
Music starts pumping. Girls swarm around Orbit and he puts a bottle of Hennessy to his dome. They dance and we fade out.
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