Post by Doc Henry on Aug 24, 2016 7:13:19 GMT -5
Sunday 22 August, just past midnight, Doc's hotel post Slam, Columbus, OH
Doc is sitting in his hotel suite, pants around the ankles doing something most Ohioan's would like to see... Taking the Browns to the Super Bowl...
Doc is watching video of Slam, why not, sometimes one needs a little inspiration to get the pipes to relax...
"Well, that was an interesting opening to Slam...
Gemini, dude, I think you need to check your hearing. Or whatever your smoking, find a new dealer... I never once said I demanded a title shot. No. No, I simply stated that I was back and had gold in my sights..."
There is something magical about the way a bowl resonates when you blast the 'butt trumpet'...
"Yup, even my bowels know your just talking shit Grayson. Look, yeah I can see your setting the tone for your reign as World Champion. It is also known that I am just one belt away from the Grand Slam, the one you currently hold. Now, I'm a prudent man, and I also am not Torture. Nor any other big name WCF Star. I know that coming in cold and demanding title shots based on who I am and my past is asinine. It's nice that you took notice, and I was the first name from your lips. I was mildly flattered, and then I laughed. You see Grayson, you can keep your offer. If'n I wanted handouts I'd move to the ghetto and vote Democrat.
Trust me, when I come for that belt, if your still Champion, you'll know it..."
Doc takes this time to wipe, and flush as he stands up. Reaching into his pants, Doc adjusts himself then goes to was his hands...
"When I said I was back for gold, it wasn't just to capture the belts and disappear. It wasn't just some last ride before I leave forever. Nope, it was a declaration that I am here for the long haul and that I do not intend to go anywhere after some paper reign. Although one thought did come to mind. If I was on Gemini's mind first, ahead of his opponents at Revenge.... Well that means one thing, there is enough worry in Grayson's mind that I'd take that title from his waist. Don't worry your pretty little head Gem, I'll let you have your time in the limelight. Let that 'Livewire' glow with your success, you've earned it. I know I'll hold that belt, I also know it's not something to be handed, so I'm gonna do something most of this countries younger generations won't do...
I'm gonna work hard, and EARN that belt...
Now, back to your regular programming, and while y'all do that... I'm gonna go fuck my wife 10,000 ways from Nirvana..."
Doc is sitting in his hotel suite, pants around the ankles doing something most Ohioan's would like to see... Taking the Browns to the Super Bowl...
Doc is watching video of Slam, why not, sometimes one needs a little inspiration to get the pipes to relax...
"Well, that was an interesting opening to Slam...
Gemini, dude, I think you need to check your hearing. Or whatever your smoking, find a new dealer... I never once said I demanded a title shot. No. No, I simply stated that I was back and had gold in my sights..."
There is something magical about the way a bowl resonates when you blast the 'butt trumpet'...
"Yup, even my bowels know your just talking shit Grayson. Look, yeah I can see your setting the tone for your reign as World Champion. It is also known that I am just one belt away from the Grand Slam, the one you currently hold. Now, I'm a prudent man, and I also am not Torture. Nor any other big name WCF Star. I know that coming in cold and demanding title shots based on who I am and my past is asinine. It's nice that you took notice, and I was the first name from your lips. I was mildly flattered, and then I laughed. You see Grayson, you can keep your offer. If'n I wanted handouts I'd move to the ghetto and vote Democrat.
Trust me, when I come for that belt, if your still Champion, you'll know it..."
Doc takes this time to wipe, and flush as he stands up. Reaching into his pants, Doc adjusts himself then goes to was his hands...
"When I said I was back for gold, it wasn't just to capture the belts and disappear. It wasn't just some last ride before I leave forever. Nope, it was a declaration that I am here for the long haul and that I do not intend to go anywhere after some paper reign. Although one thought did come to mind. If I was on Gemini's mind first, ahead of his opponents at Revenge.... Well that means one thing, there is enough worry in Grayson's mind that I'd take that title from his waist. Don't worry your pretty little head Gem, I'll let you have your time in the limelight. Let that 'Livewire' glow with your success, you've earned it. I know I'll hold that belt, I also know it's not something to be handed, so I'm gonna do something most of this countries younger generations won't do...
I'm gonna work hard, and EARN that belt...
Now, back to your regular programming, and while y'all do that... I'm gonna go fuck my wife 10,000 ways from Nirvana..."
