Post by Jason Cashe on May 24, 2011 2:29:58 GMT -5
As the camera opens to the backstage area you see Jason Kash pacing back and forth waiting for his upcoming match where he partners up with Creeping Death. His opponents are Kaylyn James Evans and Tommy Knoxville but his own partner is just as much of a threat. WCF Interviewer, Hank Brown is standing at the edge of the screen. Brown has a microphone in hand but as Kash paces a few more times, he snatches the mic from Hank Brown and pushes the man out of the picture.
Jason Kash:: Tonight isn't about Tag Team Competition, tonight is about watching my back, keeping an eye out for my own partner all the while I have to compete against this...this floozy and the guy who follows people around trying to be something he can't be which is me. Knoxville, you want to challenge me for my Championship? I've never, NOT FUCKING ONCE backed down from a challenge and I never will because win, lose, or draw I compete. You want your shot? Come get it. Not a problem, beating you ONCE more after the last handful of times I've sent your ass out of this business because you failed like a stripper dropping it low and busting out an unhealthy rumble fart is not a problem. I'm not hard to find, after my matches you can always find me smoking somewhere and you know that shit so come find me.
You want to dance then we can dance. You put me down like Old Yeller and I will hand you the Television Title regardless if the match is Sanctioned or not. You want some, tonight you'll get some but you won't handle it. You rush through shit, your style is unhyped for a reason, your being is almost forgotten. If you weren't booked here and there people would forget you even exist. You can't be an Influence if you can't be seen. I don't write Checks, I am PAID bitch because I am successful and you're just...Kaylyn's backup for tonight.
Kash drops the mic and leaves the screen as the scene heads back to ringside.
Jason Kash:: Tonight isn't about Tag Team Competition, tonight is about watching my back, keeping an eye out for my own partner all the while I have to compete against this...this floozy and the guy who follows people around trying to be something he can't be which is me. Knoxville, you want to challenge me for my Championship? I've never, NOT FUCKING ONCE backed down from a challenge and I never will because win, lose, or draw I compete. You want your shot? Come get it. Not a problem, beating you ONCE more after the last handful of times I've sent your ass out of this business because you failed like a stripper dropping it low and busting out an unhealthy rumble fart is not a problem. I'm not hard to find, after my matches you can always find me smoking somewhere and you know that shit so come find me.
You want to dance then we can dance. You put me down like Old Yeller and I will hand you the Television Title regardless if the match is Sanctioned or not. You want some, tonight you'll get some but you won't handle it. You rush through shit, your style is unhyped for a reason, your being is almost forgotten. If you weren't booked here and there people would forget you even exist. You can't be an Influence if you can't be seen. I don't write Checks, I am PAID bitch because I am successful and you're just...Kaylyn's backup for tonight.
Kash drops the mic and leaves the screen as the scene heads back to ringside.
