Having Papa John's & learning about Emeka
Mar 2, 2016 2:42:47 GMT -5
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Post by Shadowlove on Mar 2, 2016 2:42:47 GMT -5
Outside of a Peyton Manning owned PAPA JOHN'S PIZZA PIZZERIA in Colorado Springs, Colorado.That’s a whole lot of cheap pizza, often handed to you over a counter in a food court, airport, or other nondescript, soulless location. But there was a time when Papa John's Pizzeria was a restaurant, with chairs that weren’t bolted down, cold beer on tap, and buildings with a distinctive red roof.
Oh sure, there are still some of those to be found, and the company has experimented with an “upscale bistro” motiff. But they are the exception for a chain that long ago embraced delivery and “express” locations. Wondering whatever happened to all those red-roofed buildings with their old-school red-checked tablecloths, pizza by the slice and an endless supply of soft serve?
Outside this squat, family-style, fast-casual, iconic brick building with a white sign and the words “Papa John's Pizzeria” in a black san-serif with trapezoidal windows and a red shingled roof sat the "Dynamic Duo" at one the the red and white checkerboard table clothed tables.
On the table was a pitcher of "Iced Tea" along with a large sized Papa Johns Pizza Box (Munchies placement) sitting right square in the middle. A "participation" reward for his preformance at TIMEBOMB PPV in The Trilogy Cup Tournament Wildcard Battle Royal. It's a good thing when Bonnie Blue eliminated him, that Shadowlove "Superman" flew over the top rope and landed on his head, keeping all his faculties intact.
For some odd reason, that "Rookie" Sensation, "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, looking antsy and amped up and suffering from "the munchies". His classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, unphased, showing off a fighters face, with an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes.Stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots. His low dusky voice oozing, with all charm and charisma, that one can muster, mister:
Shadowlove: What's in the box? WHAT'S IN THE BOX?
The Infamous Superstar's personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, looking over the top of a copy of The Wall St. Journal. Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a bright yellow and gold Mandarin dress with bright yellow and gold Jimmy Choo stilettoes. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
Ms. Miyamoto: Patience is a virtue. . .
Ms. Miyamoto tapping the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement) with her finger tips as if the box will reveal "The Secrets of Pandora".
Ms. Miyamoto: It’s important to understand what the doctrine of "The Concept" Emeka Nnamani-san is and what "It" is not. Emeka Nnamani-san would like The World Championship Federation to think that he is a "tragic tale" from a byproduct of devine contraception. The essence of Emeka Nnamani-san consists of the deprivation of sactifying disgrace of a human stain on society. The traditional translation of Emeka Nnamani-san is along the lines of a "highly favored daughter." Emeka Nnamani-san is indeed the "highly favored daughter" in a state of sanctifying disgrace from the first moment of his existence. But that is "I'm On A Mission From God, Not 'THE GOD' But A God Tour 2016's" Will. . .
Shadowlove crosses his arms, pouting, looking down, entralled, with the Papa John's Pizza Box. (Munchies placement)
Shadowlove: The fundamental reason for objecting to this, this byproduct of devine contraception is that this organization is full of both "Saints and Sinners" The only fundamental difference is that the WCF consequent sinlessness is not looking for a "Saint" nor a "Sinner", the WCF is down on their knees crying out for a "Savior". . .
"PERSONAL JESUS" by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove rises up from his chair, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose, showing off incandescent green eyes on her angelic face.
Ms. Miyamoto: Emeka Nnamani-san, you too, requires a "Savior". Like all other descendants in the WCF, Emeka Nnamani-san is subject to a special intervention in the very instance that this Television Title Contendership Match was signed. Consider this, Emeka Nnamani-san falls into his deep box, and someone reaches down into his box and pulls him out. He has been "saved" from his box. Now imagine, Emeka walking along, and "she" too is about to topple deep down in his box but at the very moment that "she" is to fall in, someone holds her back and prevents her. She too has been "saved" from his box, but in an even better way: She was not simply taken out of his box, she was simply prevented from getting stained by the mud slinging in the first place. . .
Shadowlove raises his head showing with a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face, as an ice cold stare radiants from his blue eyes.
Shadowlove: EMEKA, YOU ARE HEALED! Redeemed in a more exhaled fashion by the "Exhaled One" himself, "The Handsome Halfbreed". Emeka, you are going to have more than one reason to call, "I'm On A Mission From God, Not 'THE GOD' But A God Tour 2016" your "Savior" because I am going to defeat you in an even more glorious manner! ". . .
Because I know you can't stand to wait. . .
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system. (Because you and the WCF Fandom love to watch Ms. Miyamoto. . . "STRUT!")
Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, with flirty confidence stepping in rhythm to the music and exuding fantastic supermodel energy, walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" round the table.
Ms. Miyamoto: Many people in the World Championship Federation have practiced the fine art of making others feel responsible and even indebted to them, without cause. Shadowlove-san observes these leeches in their true light. Emeka Nnamani-san, like most people, tries to drain you of your vital energy. This type of "Tom, Dick, and Harry" can be found in all avenues of the sports entertainment business. Emeka Nnamani-san, you fill no purpose in our lives, yet, we feel responsible for this byproduct of devine contraception without knowing why?. . .
Ms. Miyamoto, taking her proper place, cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
Shadowlove: If you think that you may be the victimization of Emeka, there are a few simple rules which will help you form a decision: Is there a person you often call or visit, even though you really don't want to, because you know you will feel guilty if you don't? Or, do you find yourself constantly doing favors for one who doesn't come forward and ask, but hints? This byproduct of devine contraception is not a conception, but of omission. It's what Emeka doesn't say, not what Emeka does say, that makes you feel you must stand accountable to him. Emeka is way to much crafty to make overt demands upon you, because he knows that you would resent it, and would have a tangible and legitimate reason for denying him. . .
Ms. Miyamoto starts to roll up the copy on the Wall St. Journal and begins tapping it into the palm of her hand.
Ms. Miyamoto: A large percentage of these people in the World Championship Federation have special "attributes" which make their dependence upon you more feasible and much more effective. Emeka Nnamani-san invalidates himself by pretending to be, "mentally or emotionally disturbed". The traditional way to banish this byproduct of devine contraception is to recognize it for what it is, and exorcise it. Recognition of this modern-day byproduct of devine contraception and his methods is the only antidote for their attempted hold over you. . .
Shadowlove reaches for the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement). Ms. Miyamoto hit the back of his hand like nun chastising a little boy for wrong doing. Shadowlove shaking his hand like it hurts thinking the Wall St. Journal is loaded.
Shadowlove: Most people accept Emeka at face value only because their insidious maneuvers have never been pointed out to them. They merely accept this "poor soul" as being less fortunate than themselves, and feel they must help them however they can. It is this misdirected sense of responsibility, or unfounded sense of guilt, which nourishes well the "altruisms" upon which this parasite feasts. In most cases we are vampirized by groups of people, as well as an individual such as Emeka, who is allowed to exist because he cleverly made a very big mistake choosing a conscientious, irresponsible person as his next victim, a person with great dedication to his "immoral obligations" this Sunday Night on Slam. . .
Ms. Miyamoto tapping Shadowlove's gluteus maximus muscle, his great ass, with the copy of the Wall St. Journal. Shadowlove looks at her in a, "May I have another?" gesture.
Ms. Miyamoto: Every so often, the World Championship Federation carefully selects a "Savior" who is adept at making others feel guilty over his talent. It is the job of this "Savior" to intimidate you into opening your hearts, your minds, and then your soul, representing his "good will", never mentioning that, in many cases, his time is unselfishly donated, but that he is drawing upon by the WCF Fandom for his "noble deeds" in this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. Shadowlove-san has mastered playing upon the sympathy and consideration of these responsible people. How often we see little children who have been sent for by the self-righteous "Top Talent" in a painlessly attempt to distract a "Rookie" Sensation from becoming a Champion? Who can resist the innocent charm and charisma of "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove-san?. . .
"YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON" by Joe Crocker starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bull ring and throwing in up into the air.
Shadowlove: There are, of course, many "Top Talented" individuals who are not happy unless they are witnessing the rise and fall of western civilization, "The Handsome Half-breed", as we know it. Unfortunately, Emeka, we are often put upon to do things we do not genuinely feel that shouldn't be required of us. A conscientious, irresponsible person finds it very difficult to decide between what is a voluntary match and what is an imposed charitable match. I do what is right and just, and find it perplexing trying to decide exactly why you are in this, this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. . .
Possessing superior strength, and durability, "The Handsome Halfbreed" Shadowlove, creating bursts of cyclonic proportions, tornado spins, like The Tasmanian Devil, going "Looney Tune" around the table.
Ms Miyamoto: Each wrestler in the World Championship Federation must decide for himself what his obligations are to his respective friends, family, and organization before donating his time to this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. Emeka Nnamani-san, you must decide what you can afford, without depriving those closest to you. When taking these things into consideration you must be certain to include yourself among those who mean most to you. You must carefully evaluate the validity of the request and the personality or motives of the person asking it of you. . .
Shadowlove drops to one knee in a Tim Tebow-esque style pose letting his equalibrium catch up to him.
Shadowlove: Emeka, it is extremely difficult for a person to learn to say "no" when all his life he has said "yes." But unless you want to be constantly taken advantage of, you must learn to say "no" when circumstances justify doing so, as they do in this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. If you allow these "Top Talented" individuals gradually infiltrate your everyday life until you have no privacy left then your constant feeling of concern for them will deplete you of all your ambition. . .
Ms. Miyamoto catches the black leather trench-coat with catlike reflexes and drapes the black leather trench-coat over his shoulders like James Brown.
Ms. Miyamoto: The World Championship Federation will always select a person who is relatively content and satisfied with his life, a person who is pleased with his job, and generally well-adjusted to the world of sports entertainment around him to feed upon the weak-minded, self-proclaimed, "Top Talented" individuals. The very fact that the World Championship Federation chose you, Emeka Nnamani-san, goes to shows that you are lacking all the things that Shadowlove-san represents; Shadowlove-san will do anything, and everything, he can to stir up trouble and disharmony for you, Emeka Nnamani-san, in this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. . .
Shadowlove pops up, Ms. Miyamoto catches his black trench-coat leather, as he dances around like Mick Jagger upon the stage.
Shadowlove: Therefore, Emeka, be very, very wary of anyone in sheeps clothing, who seems to have no "real" friends and no appearant interest in life. That "baa, baa black sheep" will usually tell you he is very selective in his choices of friends, or doesn't make friends easily because of the high standards he sets for his companions. Lest you confuse "The Handsome Half-breed", which is a very selfish thing, with these "Top Talented " individuals. The vast difference between the two must be clarified. The only way to determine if you are being vampirized is to weigh what you give the person compared to what they give you in return. . .
Ms. Miyamoto snaps her fingers. Suddenly, in KRAMER style move; twirling twice and preforming a 7.3 on the Richter scale triple take as if coming through a door, Shadowlove on what seems to be coming down from the "sugar" rush high, stop in his tracks next to her.
Ms. Miyamoto: Emeka Nnamani-san, you may, at times, become annoyed with the "obligations" put upon you by your loved ones, your close friends, or even the entire World Championship Federation. But before you label yourself as a "Top Contender" for the Television Title in The World Championship Federation, you must ask yourself, "What am I getting in return?" This is a give and take, no win situation for you. The World Championship Federation will ask you to do a little more than is normally expected of you when facing Shadowlove-san.You are extremely overmatched in this match, so much so, that in order to just save face, all you have to do is just show up on Slam this Sunday Night . That alone puts will put a "win" in your losing column. If I were you, I would have other "pressing obligations" to attend to Sunday Night. . .
Ms. Miyamoto holds up the black leather trench-coat for Shadowlove to back into.
Shadowlove: Emeka, you aren't the first, nor are you the last indiviual, that feels "materialistic" for the express purpose of making you feel you are owed something in life, thereby binding you to, obscurity. The difference between you, and me, is that your return payment must come in a non-materialistic form. You are obligated to "sell your soul" in this match but will be very disappointed and even resentful after your failed attempted in defeating "The Handsome Half-breed". . .
Ms. Miyamoto, taking her proper place, cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
Ms. Miyamoto: Emeka Nnamani-san, the only way to deal with Shadowlove-san is to "play dumb" and act as though you are genuinely altruistic and really expect nothing in return. Learn your lesson by graciously taking a beating, thanking him loudly enough for all to hear, and walking away with your dignity intact. This way, you come out victorious. What more can you say? And when you are inevitably expected to repay this "generosity" of walking away, this is the hard part, you say "NO", but again, graciously! You will be in the clutches of "The Dark Gift". Two things will happen: First, you will pray for sympathy to Shadowlove-san. And when, and if, your prayers aren't answered, "The Dark Gift" will deliver you from evil by showing you its true colors. "The Dark Gift" will become angry and vindictive and will simply, "END" YOU!. . .
Ms. Miyamoto's incandescent green eyes scans back and forth ouyside The Papa John's Pizzeria like The Terminator. She raises up her RayBan sunglasses with her middle finger while calmly pointing the copy of the Wall St. Journal out in front of her towards the camera.
Ms. Miyamoto: Ease your pain, ease your suffering, just walk away. . . JUST WALK AWAY! Once you have moved to this point, Emeka Nnamani-san, you've done nothing wrong, but signed into this Television Title Contendership Match. You just happened to have the "pressing obligation" of meeting "The Dark Gift". And since nothing was expected in return, there should be no hard feelings. Shadowlove-san will not continue to waste his time with you, but will move on to his next unsuspecting challenger, and ease the pain and ease the suffering of the current T.V. Champion, Stuart Slane-san. . .
Shadowlove sits back down, waiting like a good little boy getting ready to open the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement) like a present on Christmas morning.
Shadowlove: Emeka, you are simply the "Attention Getter" for the current Television Champion, Stuart Slane. There will come a time, when "The Handsome Half-breed" will not release "The Dark Gift" so easily, Stuart, and I will do everything possible to torment you. You will have plenty of time to think, "Do I really want to be the Television Champion?" You better devote your every waking moment on planning your "revenge". For this reason, Stuart, it is best to avoid being the Television Champion with this kind of person standing next in line in the first place. Your "adulation" and "dependence" upon me may, at first, be very flattering, and very attractive, but you will eventually find yourself paying for your mistake many, many times over. . .
Ms. Miyamot twirls the Infamous Superstar's classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair through her fingers with carnal fascination and malignant pleasure.
Ms. Miyamoto: Stuart Slane-san, don't waste your time with people who will ultimately destroy you, but concentrate instead on those who will appreciate your responsibility to them, and, likewise, feel responsible to you. . .
Shadowlove slowly starts to open the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement) to reveal the contents.
Shadowlove: Take heed, Stuart Slane! Beware of "The Handsome Half-breed"! I will readily, and willingly, and gleefully, drive the proverbial stake through your heart!
The more that Shadowlove opens the Papa Johns Pizza Box the brighter a light cast the darkest shadow leaving you with the thought of why was John & Robert Kennedy, Mahatma Gandhi, Jesus Christ, Martin Luther King, and John Lennon and others were assassinated? What was it about their point-of-view that led them to their demise?
Much has been speculated about the details surrounding their respective assassinations. But all assassinations are driven by hatred and aggression, but how much of this aggression is symptomatic of a wrestlers own self-loathing and self-hatred?
Could it be that when some people are in the presence of those who are enlightened and progressive thinkers that their own emotional limitations and inabilities become even more exaggerated? It becomes emotionally unbearable for a wrestler to be reminded of his or her own imperfections by experiencing others as perfect. Feelings of envy take over and the need to destroy the target of his self hatred become stronger within the wrestler.
Is there an inherent danger in being perceived as perfect? What happens in a wrestler that is favored over others? This apparent favoritism for the "perfect" wrestler will ensure that the wrestler will be hated not only by other wrestlers but also by other organizations throughout his career.
We live in an organization driven by perfection. We fear the isolation and rejection that can result from this organizations drive to avoid imperfection at all cost. Therefore, the closer we are to being viewed as perfect, the more dangerous life will become.
Consider the hate and fear against some groups of individuals that are only magnified by their own self-loathing. Whether we are perceived as imperfect or perfect; it is only when an individual is emotionally capable of accepting his or her own imperfections that the darkest "Shadow" will create the greatest "Love".
"MAN IN THE BOX" by Alice In Chains starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
Oh sure, there are still some of those to be found, and the company has experimented with an “upscale bistro” motiff. But they are the exception for a chain that long ago embraced delivery and “express” locations. Wondering whatever happened to all those red-roofed buildings with their old-school red-checked tablecloths, pizza by the slice and an endless supply of soft serve?
Outside this squat, family-style, fast-casual, iconic brick building with a white sign and the words “Papa John's Pizzeria” in a black san-serif with trapezoidal windows and a red shingled roof sat the "Dynamic Duo" at one the the red and white checkerboard table clothed tables.
On the table was a pitcher of "Iced Tea" along with a large sized Papa Johns Pizza Box (Munchies placement) sitting right square in the middle. A "participation" reward for his preformance at TIMEBOMB PPV in The Trilogy Cup Tournament Wildcard Battle Royal. It's a good thing when Bonnie Blue eliminated him, that Shadowlove "Superman" flew over the top rope and landed on his head, keeping all his faculties intact.
For some odd reason, that "Rookie" Sensation, "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove, looking antsy and amped up and suffering from "the munchies". His classic masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair, unphased, showing off a fighters face, with an ice cold stare which radiants from his blue eyes.Stripped to the waist showing off the upper body of a Greek God, with washboard abs, in a black leather trench-coat along with Crocodile skinned pants with Alligator skinned boots. His low dusky voice oozing, with all charm and charisma, that one can muster, mister:
Shadowlove: What's in the box? WHAT'S IN THE BOX?
The Infamous Superstar's personal bodyguard/valet, Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, looking over the top of a copy of The Wall St. Journal. Her raven black hair pulled back in a French braid showing off her angelic face with her eyes hidden behind a pair of RayBan sunglasses to go along with her body built for sin encased in a bright yellow and gold Mandarin dress with bright yellow and gold Jimmy Choo stilettoes. Her sweet as honey, harmoniously hypnotizing, smooth as silk, smoky voice radiating through her alluring lips:
Ms. Miyamoto: Patience is a virtue. . .
Ms. Miyamoto tapping the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement) with her finger tips as if the box will reveal "The Secrets of Pandora".
Ms. Miyamoto: It’s important to understand what the doctrine of "The Concept" Emeka Nnamani-san is and what "It" is not. Emeka Nnamani-san would like The World Championship Federation to think that he is a "tragic tale" from a byproduct of devine contraception. The essence of Emeka Nnamani-san consists of the deprivation of sactifying disgrace of a human stain on society. The traditional translation of Emeka Nnamani-san is along the lines of a "highly favored daughter." Emeka Nnamani-san is indeed the "highly favored daughter" in a state of sanctifying disgrace from the first moment of his existence. But that is "I'm On A Mission From God, Not 'THE GOD' But A God Tour 2016's" Will. . .
Shadowlove crosses his arms, pouting, looking down, entralled, with the Papa John's Pizza Box. (Munchies placement)
Shadowlove: The fundamental reason for objecting to this, this byproduct of devine contraception is that this organization is full of both "Saints and Sinners" The only fundamental difference is that the WCF consequent sinlessness is not looking for a "Saint" nor a "Sinner", the WCF is down on their knees crying out for a "Savior". . .
"PERSONAL JESUS" by Depeche Mode starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove rises up from his chair, bows his head, raising his arms straight out to his sides, as if, being crucified on a cross. And on the third day, Jesus, wept.
Ms. Miyamoto lowers her RayBan sunglasses down her perfectly flawless nose, showing off incandescent green eyes on her angelic face.
Ms. Miyamoto: Emeka Nnamani-san, you too, requires a "Savior". Like all other descendants in the WCF, Emeka Nnamani-san is subject to a special intervention in the very instance that this Television Title Contendership Match was signed. Consider this, Emeka Nnamani-san falls into his deep box, and someone reaches down into his box and pulls him out. He has been "saved" from his box. Now imagine, Emeka walking along, and "she" too is about to topple deep down in his box but at the very moment that "she" is to fall in, someone holds her back and prevents her. She too has been "saved" from his box, but in an even better way: She was not simply taken out of his box, she was simply prevented from getting stained by the mud slinging in the first place. . .
Shadowlove raises his head showing with a malevolent, tight wolfish, whiplash smile, slowly appearing on his lips showing off perfectly white even teeth on his chiseled fighter's face, as an ice cold stare radiants from his blue eyes.
Shadowlove: EMEKA, YOU ARE HEALED! Redeemed in a more exhaled fashion by the "Exhaled One" himself, "The Handsome Halfbreed". Emeka, you are going to have more than one reason to call, "I'm On A Mission From God, Not 'THE GOD' But A God Tour 2016" your "Savior" because I am going to defeat you in an even more glorious manner! ". . .
Because I know you can't stand to wait. . .
"HER STRUT" by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system. (Because you and the WCF Fandom love to watch Ms. Miyamoto. . . "STRUT!")
Ms. Miyamoto, the simply ravishing femme fatale temptress, with flirty confidence stepping in rhythm to the music and exuding fantastic supermodel energy, walks with a stiff, erect, and apparently arrogant and conceited "Strut" round the table.
Ms. Miyamoto: Many people in the World Championship Federation have practiced the fine art of making others feel responsible and even indebted to them, without cause. Shadowlove-san observes these leeches in their true light. Emeka Nnamani-san, like most people, tries to drain you of your vital energy. This type of "Tom, Dick, and Harry" can be found in all avenues of the sports entertainment business. Emeka Nnamani-san, you fill no purpose in our lives, yet, we feel responsible for this byproduct of devine contraception without knowing why?. . .
Ms. Miyamoto, taking her proper place, cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
Shadowlove: If you think that you may be the victimization of Emeka, there are a few simple rules which will help you form a decision: Is there a person you often call or visit, even though you really don't want to, because you know you will feel guilty if you don't? Or, do you find yourself constantly doing favors for one who doesn't come forward and ask, but hints? This byproduct of devine contraception is not a conception, but of omission. It's what Emeka doesn't say, not what Emeka does say, that makes you feel you must stand accountable to him. Emeka is way to much crafty to make overt demands upon you, because he knows that you would resent it, and would have a tangible and legitimate reason for denying him. . .
Ms. Miyamoto starts to roll up the copy on the Wall St. Journal and begins tapping it into the palm of her hand.
Ms. Miyamoto: A large percentage of these people in the World Championship Federation have special "attributes" which make their dependence upon you more feasible and much more effective. Emeka Nnamani-san invalidates himself by pretending to be, "mentally or emotionally disturbed". The traditional way to banish this byproduct of devine contraception is to recognize it for what it is, and exorcise it. Recognition of this modern-day byproduct of devine contraception and his methods is the only antidote for their attempted hold over you. . .
Shadowlove reaches for the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement). Ms. Miyamoto hit the back of his hand like nun chastising a little boy for wrong doing. Shadowlove shaking his hand like it hurts thinking the Wall St. Journal is loaded.
Shadowlove: Most people accept Emeka at face value only because their insidious maneuvers have never been pointed out to them. They merely accept this "poor soul" as being less fortunate than themselves, and feel they must help them however they can. It is this misdirected sense of responsibility, or unfounded sense of guilt, which nourishes well the "altruisms" upon which this parasite feasts. In most cases we are vampirized by groups of people, as well as an individual such as Emeka, who is allowed to exist because he cleverly made a very big mistake choosing a conscientious, irresponsible person as his next victim, a person with great dedication to his "immoral obligations" this Sunday Night on Slam. . .
Ms. Miyamoto tapping Shadowlove's gluteus maximus muscle, his great ass, with the copy of the Wall St. Journal. Shadowlove looks at her in a, "May I have another?" gesture.
Ms. Miyamoto: Every so often, the World Championship Federation carefully selects a "Savior" who is adept at making others feel guilty over his talent. It is the job of this "Savior" to intimidate you into opening your hearts, your minds, and then your soul, representing his "good will", never mentioning that, in many cases, his time is unselfishly donated, but that he is drawing upon by the WCF Fandom for his "noble deeds" in this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. Shadowlove-san has mastered playing upon the sympathy and consideration of these responsible people. How often we see little children who have been sent for by the self-righteous "Top Talent" in a painlessly attempt to distract a "Rookie" Sensation from becoming a Champion? Who can resist the innocent charm and charisma of "The Handsome Half-breed" Shadowlove-san?. . .
"YOU CAN LEAVE YOUR HAT ON" by Joe Crocker starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
Shadowlove starts to "strip" off his black leather trench-coat like a Chippendale's dancer. Spinning the black leather trench-coat around him like a Matador in a bull ring and throwing in up into the air.
Shadowlove: There are, of course, many "Top Talented" individuals who are not happy unless they are witnessing the rise and fall of western civilization, "The Handsome Half-breed", as we know it. Unfortunately, Emeka, we are often put upon to do things we do not genuinely feel that shouldn't be required of us. A conscientious, irresponsible person finds it very difficult to decide between what is a voluntary match and what is an imposed charitable match. I do what is right and just, and find it perplexing trying to decide exactly why you are in this, this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. . .
Possessing superior strength, and durability, "The Handsome Halfbreed" Shadowlove, creating bursts of cyclonic proportions, tornado spins, like The Tasmanian Devil, going "Looney Tune" around the table.
Ms Miyamoto: Each wrestler in the World Championship Federation must decide for himself what his obligations are to his respective friends, family, and organization before donating his time to this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. Emeka Nnamani-san, you must decide what you can afford, without depriving those closest to you. When taking these things into consideration you must be certain to include yourself among those who mean most to you. You must carefully evaluate the validity of the request and the personality or motives of the person asking it of you. . .
Shadowlove drops to one knee in a Tim Tebow-esque style pose letting his equalibrium catch up to him.
Shadowlove: Emeka, it is extremely difficult for a person to learn to say "no" when all his life he has said "yes." But unless you want to be constantly taken advantage of, you must learn to say "no" when circumstances justify doing so, as they do in this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. If you allow these "Top Talented" individuals gradually infiltrate your everyday life until you have no privacy left then your constant feeling of concern for them will deplete you of all your ambition. . .
Ms. Miyamoto catches the black leather trench-coat with catlike reflexes and drapes the black leather trench-coat over his shoulders like James Brown.
Ms. Miyamoto: The World Championship Federation will always select a person who is relatively content and satisfied with his life, a person who is pleased with his job, and generally well-adjusted to the world of sports entertainment around him to feed upon the weak-minded, self-proclaimed, "Top Talented" individuals. The very fact that the World Championship Federation chose you, Emeka Nnamani-san, goes to shows that you are lacking all the things that Shadowlove-san represents; Shadowlove-san will do anything, and everything, he can to stir up trouble and disharmony for you, Emeka Nnamani-san, in this Television Title Contendership Match on Slam. . .
Shadowlove pops up, Ms. Miyamoto catches his black trench-coat leather, as he dances around like Mick Jagger upon the stage.
Shadowlove: Therefore, Emeka, be very, very wary of anyone in sheeps clothing, who seems to have no "real" friends and no appearant interest in life. That "baa, baa black sheep" will usually tell you he is very selective in his choices of friends, or doesn't make friends easily because of the high standards he sets for his companions. Lest you confuse "The Handsome Half-breed", which is a very selfish thing, with these "Top Talented " individuals. The vast difference between the two must be clarified. The only way to determine if you are being vampirized is to weigh what you give the person compared to what they give you in return. . .
Ms. Miyamoto snaps her fingers. Suddenly, in KRAMER style move; twirling twice and preforming a 7.3 on the Richter scale triple take as if coming through a door, Shadowlove on what seems to be coming down from the "sugar" rush high, stop in his tracks next to her.
Ms. Miyamoto: Emeka Nnamani-san, you may, at times, become annoyed with the "obligations" put upon you by your loved ones, your close friends, or even the entire World Championship Federation. But before you label yourself as a "Top Contender" for the Television Title in The World Championship Federation, you must ask yourself, "What am I getting in return?" This is a give and take, no win situation for you. The World Championship Federation will ask you to do a little more than is normally expected of you when facing Shadowlove-san.You are extremely overmatched in this match, so much so, that in order to just save face, all you have to do is just show up on Slam this Sunday Night . That alone puts will put a "win" in your losing column. If I were you, I would have other "pressing obligations" to attend to Sunday Night. . .
Ms. Miyamoto holds up the black leather trench-coat for Shadowlove to back into.
Shadowlove: Emeka, you aren't the first, nor are you the last indiviual, that feels "materialistic" for the express purpose of making you feel you are owed something in life, thereby binding you to, obscurity. The difference between you, and me, is that your return payment must come in a non-materialistic form. You are obligated to "sell your soul" in this match but will be very disappointed and even resentful after your failed attempted in defeating "The Handsome Half-breed". . .
Ms. Miyamoto, taking her proper place, cradles against Shadowlove's body and caresses his muscular chest with her fingers.
Ms. Miyamoto: Emeka Nnamani-san, the only way to deal with Shadowlove-san is to "play dumb" and act as though you are genuinely altruistic and really expect nothing in return. Learn your lesson by graciously taking a beating, thanking him loudly enough for all to hear, and walking away with your dignity intact. This way, you come out victorious. What more can you say? And when you are inevitably expected to repay this "generosity" of walking away, this is the hard part, you say "NO", but again, graciously! You will be in the clutches of "The Dark Gift". Two things will happen: First, you will pray for sympathy to Shadowlove-san. And when, and if, your prayers aren't answered, "The Dark Gift" will deliver you from evil by showing you its true colors. "The Dark Gift" will become angry and vindictive and will simply, "END" YOU!. . .
Ms. Miyamoto's incandescent green eyes scans back and forth ouyside The Papa John's Pizzeria like The Terminator. She raises up her RayBan sunglasses with her middle finger while calmly pointing the copy of the Wall St. Journal out in front of her towards the camera.
Ms. Miyamoto: Ease your pain, ease your suffering, just walk away. . . JUST WALK AWAY! Once you have moved to this point, Emeka Nnamani-san, you've done nothing wrong, but signed into this Television Title Contendership Match. You just happened to have the "pressing obligation" of meeting "The Dark Gift". And since nothing was expected in return, there should be no hard feelings. Shadowlove-san will not continue to waste his time with you, but will move on to his next unsuspecting challenger, and ease the pain and ease the suffering of the current T.V. Champion, Stuart Slane-san. . .
Shadowlove sits back down, waiting like a good little boy getting ready to open the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement) like a present on Christmas morning.
Shadowlove: Emeka, you are simply the "Attention Getter" for the current Television Champion, Stuart Slane. There will come a time, when "The Handsome Half-breed" will not release "The Dark Gift" so easily, Stuart, and I will do everything possible to torment you. You will have plenty of time to think, "Do I really want to be the Television Champion?" You better devote your every waking moment on planning your "revenge". For this reason, Stuart, it is best to avoid being the Television Champion with this kind of person standing next in line in the first place. Your "adulation" and "dependence" upon me may, at first, be very flattering, and very attractive, but you will eventually find yourself paying for your mistake many, many times over. . .
Ms. Miyamot twirls the Infamous Superstar's classically masculine and modern mussed, razor-textured, choppy finished dark brown hair through her fingers with carnal fascination and malignant pleasure.
Ms. Miyamoto: Stuart Slane-san, don't waste your time with people who will ultimately destroy you, but concentrate instead on those who will appreciate your responsibility to them, and, likewise, feel responsible to you. . .
Shadowlove slowly starts to open the Papa John's Pizza Box (Munchies placement) to reveal the contents.
Shadowlove: Take heed, Stuart Slane! Beware of "The Handsome Half-breed"! I will readily, and willingly, and gleefully, drive the proverbial stake through your heart!
The more that Shadowlove opens the Papa Johns Pizza Box the brighter a light cast the darkest shadow leaving you with the thought of why was John & Robert Kennedy, Mahatma Gandhi, Jesus Christ, Martin Luther King, and John Lennon and others were assassinated? What was it about their point-of-view that led them to their demise?
Much has been speculated about the details surrounding their respective assassinations. But all assassinations are driven by hatred and aggression, but how much of this aggression is symptomatic of a wrestlers own self-loathing and self-hatred?
Could it be that when some people are in the presence of those who are enlightened and progressive thinkers that their own emotional limitations and inabilities become even more exaggerated? It becomes emotionally unbearable for a wrestler to be reminded of his or her own imperfections by experiencing others as perfect. Feelings of envy take over and the need to destroy the target of his self hatred become stronger within the wrestler.
Is there an inherent danger in being perceived as perfect? What happens in a wrestler that is favored over others? This apparent favoritism for the "perfect" wrestler will ensure that the wrestler will be hated not only by other wrestlers but also by other organizations throughout his career.
We live in an organization driven by perfection. We fear the isolation and rejection that can result from this organizations drive to avoid imperfection at all cost. Therefore, the closer we are to being viewed as perfect, the more dangerous life will become.
Consider the hate and fear against some groups of individuals that are only magnified by their own self-loathing. Whether we are perceived as imperfect or perfect; it is only when an individual is emotionally capable of accepting his or her own imperfections that the darkest "Shadow" will create the greatest "Love".
"MAN IN THE BOX" by Alice In Chains starts to play on the Bose® (product placement) SoundTouch® (product placement) outdoor surround sound system.
THIS IS THE END, MY ONLY FRIEND. . . THE END!
