Post by FPV on Aug 12, 2011 22:51:25 GMT -5
Are you people for real?
Any of you, are you really this bad?
Is this all a facade you put on for show, because I sure hope it isn't.
*sigh* You people aren't making this fun anymore. I used to get such a good time when I would knock you people all down a peg. It would actually mean something to me when I won, then I had a reason for staying here. Good times. It's sad when those good times are only 4 months ago. That's not very long, y'know.
Now look, look damn hard at what you've done. This company is in fucking ruins. Thanks to all of you. Everyone. Russell, Michael, Roy, Kaylyn, Corey, fuck, even I'M guilty. We're all to blame for this mess. We have all contributed to this freaking situation.
I guess I'll start with the proverbial big kahuna, eh Creeps. I have nothing against you, although after hearing everything i'm gonna' say you'll probably want to cut my paycheck. That's fine by me, I don't even fucking need it. It be much better off to some charity or shit, not a guy who bludgeons people to death with his bare hands. *sigh* I guess I got ahead of myself. I'm not complaining about my paycheck Corey, I just want to know, are you fit for your job? Or is boning a broad, calling it "Training", and calling her your "student" all your good for? You know what, you really are a creep. One of the highest order. Who runs the show. Scary thought, is it not?
Why do you subject yourself to such advances Kaylyn? Did something happen to you in the past that gave you the idea that you exist only to pleasure men and be their slave, or are you just genuienly a slut? Why does this matter to me? It doesn't, to be honest, I'm just dissapointed that you let lust get the best of you when you should be a professional.
And along the lines of Kaylyn, my own partner, Roy. A man your age really shouldn't be a sucker for love the way you are, it'll only cloud your better judgement. Case in point, all your tweets you've recently made. I don't need an account to see what you've been up to. Kid, what the fuck are you doing? Going around challenging women because they insult your suger-plumpkin? GROW UP. It was cool to do that when you were a teenager, now you just look like a fool. If we end up losing these tag team titles because of you, I. Will. Be. Enraged.
But you shouldn't worry about that. Because this week, while you stay distracted by those two whores, I'll be pulling all the weight in our match and take down Russell and Michael. Fuck, they aren't nothing but two walking sterotypes. You both seriously don't know the force that you are fucking with. Think of me as the statue from Indiana Jones. As soon as you mess with me, I'll splater you both to death without even trying.
Russell, don't think you're the first person to flaunt around you're wealth as if it was a heaving bussom. Jesus kid, STOP WASTING YOUR MONEY. Do you know what I'd do if I had all your money? I'll tell you one thing, I wouldn't base my whole goddamn schtik on "I'll Win Because I'm Rich". No, I'd take the moeney I have and put it to actual good use. What good use, you ask me, well don't even bother asking, because you've gone beyond the point of no return, and cannot comprehend what "good" is anymore.
You and me, we couldn't be more different. You're whole ethic revolves around all talk and no walk, think the benjamins can help. They can't. All their good for is to get better wrestling classes, and apparently you don't seem to want to take that road. Me? I don't need classes. I am pure, unadulterated talent. While you hide behind your bodyguards, I can stand where I am and say "I'm better then you".
And you, Michael...Jesus Christ, you insult me, you know that? Are you even from Louisiana at all? Because I'm good friends with people who live in the bayou state, and none of them carry the strong accent that you do. Two things in this world piss me off. Mother. Fucking. Sterotypes. And people who try to use said motherfucking sterotype to their advantage. Not everyone in Louisiana talks like the people from "Swamp People", y'know. You're accent is so fake and heavy I can barely understand what the hell you are saying. Not like it'll matter anyways, when I'm done you won't even have the vocal chords to say anything.
*sigh* Well I do believe i've made my case now. So long. i'll see all of you on Monday. And please, make it a thrill, if nothing else, please?
