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 |  Subject: They Were Gonna Squad Up.... But Then They Got High  Wed Aug 31, 2011 12:09 am | |
|  THEY WERE GONNA SQUAD UP , BUT THEN THEY GOT HIGHA DAY I CHOOSE NOT TO REMEMBER
I got up off of the chair. The chair I had been sitting on all day for nearly a week.
As soon as I got up from it, my knees buckled and I fell to the floor. I would've
fallen head first if it wasn't for my hands breaking my fall.
I felt the old vomit on the floor make contact with my hands. I didnt react. At
this point I had enough of the bullshit. From being kicked in the face, to eating
my own vomit, I had enough. I forced myself up to my feet but again I fell to
the floor. My body had been so used to being in a sitting position that it was like
I didnt even know how to walk anymore or stand. I felt like a baby who knew
nothing but knew how to crawl, so crawl is what I did.
I made my way to the nearest door, but the nearest door led to another dark
room, and that dark room had many many doors. Those many doors had
many other rooms. I went in circles trying to look for the exit. After what
seemed like hours, I finally found the right door, I immidietly got up to my
feet and used my fall to open the door.
I felt like I was in heaven. I was free, and my surroundings were bright and
beautiful. So bright that my eyes felt like they were burning. I covered my
eyes from the sun and tried my best to get on my feet. The pavement was
hot and the more I got on my feet the more I fell on the hard pavement.
The more I scraped my knee and the more I injured myself.
After several attempts I just began to cry. I was very emotional right
now. I didnt know where I was or what was next. This could be a dream
right now, I could still be strapped onto that chair, just awaiting the next
LIVE Rat killing show. Or better yet, this could be a trick. This could be
his next amusement. For all I knew he was watching me. I turned around
and finally saw where I had been trapped in. A big scary abandoned
warehouse. I looked up at all the windows. He couldn't be watching me,
all the windows were boarded up. I looked around and the outdoor
suroundings to realize I was surounded by trees. I had to leave and
I had to leave now.
I forced myself up, my legs were in major pain, but so was my whole
body. The only problem was that my legs were numb. I moved as far
as I can with my legs, I knew I would have to walk it off. I walked into
the deep forest and I didnt stop, the first thing I did was pick up a huge
stick. If that sick fuck came back for me I would put up a fight. Every
noise that came in this forest brought chills down my spine, and once
again it started to get darker and darker as the huge trees blocked out
the sun.
After lots of turns I now was lost. I figured to keep going straight, after
a couple more steps I saw light, straight ahead. I would be outside of
this creepy forest soon, very soon, I walked towards the light and
long behold, I felt free.
Thousands and thousands of cars driving past me. I was on a highway,
but where was I exactly?, this wasn't New York. I really didn't even
want to know where I was. I watched the cars pass by me, and a
sense of desperation came through me. I needed to see James.
I need to see Latoya. I needed to see the people that cared about me.
LILLIAN SHARK
HELP!!!!, SOMEONE HELP ME, PLEASE SOMEONE HELP
I could see the drivers of every car look at me like I was crazy. I
was running around in pain and screaming. Everytime I let out a
scream my throat rumbled. My throat was very dry, and I had no
energy left in me. Every car was driving by me and not stoping. I
had no time for this. I dropped to the floor and spit on the floor,
All this running around and walkng made me want to... made
me want to...
LILLIAN SHARK
Bwualkkkkkkkkkkkkkk
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I had a dream.
I was being kidnapped again.
An old man.
He had a cross hanging from his mirror.
A christian.
What was he doing kidnapping me?
I sat in the passenger seat and he was driving through the highway.
He was going to the airport.
The same place I needed to go.
Or is that what he wanted me to think?
Maybe he was taking me back to that guy.
Maybe he wa taking me back to that creepy house.
Maybe he was that guy.
Maybe he lived in that house.
Maybe..... I had to fight back.
I had to do something.
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MAN
You okay kiddo?
I opened my eyes. This wasn't a dream. It was far from one. This was real
and it was happening right now. He smiled at me. The smile was too fake
for me. I wanted to hit him but something was telling me not to.
MAN
We're almost here.
I didn't let my eyes off of him. I studied him and looked for any signs
for caution.
LILLIAN SHARK
Where are you taking me?
He looked at me and he looked confused. He frowned.
MAN
The.... the airport, you dont remember?, you told me thats where you
wanted to go.
I didnt remember any of this. Nor do I trust him.
LILLIAN SHARK
Bullshit.
He stopt the car on a curve and looked at me with a dissapointed look
on his face.
MAN
I want to help you. I really do but you refuse to let me. I didnt have to stop, but
I felt it was the right thing to do. You were laying on the pavement covered in your
own vomit, I had to carry you hear, I had to pour water from my own water bottle
onto your face to wake you up, all you told me was that you needed to get to the
airport, now we're 2 blocks away and your insulting me?, I understand if you
dont remem-
I unbuckled my seatbelt not listening to him, opened the door, walked out of the
car and shut the door. I didnt have time for this. He was a nice guy and I was
wrong, I get that, but I really needed to get to the airport. I had no time for
arguments, arguing was the last thing I wanted right now.
I walked my way to the airport and as soon as I walked into the airport I
was surrounded by fans and the media, I could hear them whispering about me
and eying me down.
WHISPERS
Dude is that Lillian Shark???
Holy shit man I think it is
Wow she looks better on tv
Fuck man I know....It might not be her though
Dude it is
Shit we need to take a picture of her
Lets go ask for an autograph
No man she looks HORRIBLE
Yea true, and she stinks, is that puke on her shirt?
Yea and its on her hair too , look
I pushed everyone away from me, walked past everyone and made my way to the
womens washroom. I looked in the mirror for the first time and immidietly broke
down in tears. I never ever looked like this my whole life and I did not know how
to react. My hair was a mess and it had puke in it. My cheeks had dried vomit and
drool marks. My eyes had bags and my nose had bruises along with my forehead.
My shirt was torn and had vomit on it. I was a complete mess. I tried not to cry but
I just couldn't help it, suddenly a little girl walked in to the washroom, I looked up
at her through the reflection, she was wearing a Sharkys Angels shirt. I wish I
could take a picture with her and give her all the time in the world,I loved my
fans I really did, but right now wasn't the time.
LITTLE GIRL
Are you really Lillian Shark..?
It broke my heart that most of the fans out there couldn't recognize me,
and not even this poor little girl. I turned the fossit and poured water into
my hands and splashed it all over my face, taking the vomit and drool
marks, along with taking my tears away. I turned around and looked
at her and I shrugged.
LILLIAN SHARK
I dont know who I am anymore little girl...
I kept my head down as I walked out of the washroom, again hearing
whispers that I did not want to hear, and again getting pictures taken
of me. This had to be the worst moment of my life. I got to the counter
and booked a flight to Knoxville. How could things get any worse?
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What was going through my mind when I was free?
Happiness.
I felt terrible being locked up. I felt like a slave from back in
the old days. I had mixed emotions. I mean I watch a ton of
movies and I guess I just expected to see Shark kick down the
door on the first night and kick that guys ass and take me back
home. That wasn't the case.
I was being treated like.... no human being should ever be treated.
It was by far something I will remember for the rest of my life no
matter how hard I try to forget it never happened.
When I finished booking my flight and paying for my ticket, I realized
there was like still a good 5 hours left before take off and the plane
was not even at the airport yet. For the first time in my life I didnt
want to walk around and go shopping or anything like that. I just wanted
to relax. To chill. To take a deep breathe, look around me and see all the
kids, the happy faces, to realize everything was okay now, that the nightmare
was over.
I was near the food court, and I didn't even eat. I was hungry but I just didn't
want to eat. I just couldn't. The last thing I ate was my vomit. After I was forced
to eat it that was just enough for me. Whoever was behind this was a sick fuck who
needed to get laid, find a girlfriend and recieve their first kiss, because whoever this
was, was pathetic.
Kicking me in the face?, this person had to attack me while I was strapped to a chair,
because this person didn't have big enough balls to do it while I was free.
But whatever, I didnt have time to think about these things or to get angry, best thing
I could do know is to really relax and be thankfull. Thankfull that Im still breathing and
thankfull that Im still here.
Altough I was thankfull, I would be even more thankfull if I was feeling better. Sure food
was the trick that could help me out but to be honest, I felt as though I am fucked up
emotionally. Everytime I close my eyes I see a gas mask. I am just having the craziest
nightmares.
My only concern is to see James and Latoya. I wonder what their mindset was realizing
that I was missing. I wanna see the people that care about me and I really want to know
how this affected them. I need to know. Tommorow I would be there to see them, I
just wish my husband and best friend need me just as much as I need them.
But what if they dont care anymore..?
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When I finally landed in Knoxville I was exauhsted. I could not sleep on the plane
at all. There was still vomit stains on my white shirt that did not look like would be
washable and taken off. The bags under my eyes grew, my hair got more messed
up, and I felt like an even bigger peice of shit then I was yesterday.
I walked through the terminal and walked past baggage pickup, I didnt have any.
I walked past many more fans, and the media, expecially the media, I hid my
face from them as I quickly walked through the airport. It was hard to see because
I was covering my whole face almost. I DID not want anyone to see me like this
anymore.
I walked outside and immidietly got in a taxi. I finally took my hands off
of my face and the taxi driver gasped. I rolled my eyes.
TAXI DRIVER
Ma'am yes are you alright?
I looked away from him.
TAXI DRIVER
Yes hello madam. Do you acquire assisstance.
I looked at him. I was NOT in the mood for this AT ALL.
LILLIAN SHARK
Hmmm I dont know. I mean im in your taxi am I not?, last time I checked
your job was not to take care of me it was to transport me places. So do
your fucking job, and PLEASE take me to the Thompson Bowling Arena.
He smiled and nodded his head. Ignoring my rude tone, he drove me
there. The ride was quiet, calm, and quick. I should speak to people like
this more often, better yet get kidnapped more often... yea right.
The parking in the arena was full, and it looked like it had already
been a crazy night, I just hope that it wasn't over yet. It didn't look
over, people weren't leaving. As soon as he stopt the cab I immidietly
got out of the car and ran out and ran into the arena. I heard his cries
of anger from a distance but ignored them. I went to the backstage
area and I could see the reaction of peoples faces. They were
shocked to see me. However the shocked expressions then turned
into joy and happiness. The gasps began to turn into clapping, and
before I knew it I was getting the support and love from the IWF
that I needed, I smiled, for the first time in a long time.
Altough it was just a tiny smile, I did feel alot better. A boost
of confidence came through me, I walked over to Sharks locker room
and knocked on the door, no answer, however I then heard noises
from behind the door, I put my ear up close and gasped. I heard
moaning, I heard girls moaning, girls having sex.
My heart shattered to a million peices. My confidence just
got flattened. I needed to see the one person that I thought
cared about me. My fucking husband. Yet he was in there
fucking other girls while I was being kicked in the face?
LILLIAN SHARK
Really?? are you fucking serious right now?
My anger got the best of me and I began to knock louder, louder
and LOUDER until I was kicking the door, suddenly the door swung
open and James Shark was infront of me, he looked pissed off , but
when he noticed it was me he calmed down. His eyes lit up and
he gave me a huge hug, a hug that I couldn't even react to. It
made me feel warm and safe, he squeezed me tight, and it was
a side I have never seen from James.
I mean.... I smelled like SHIT right now. I was sweating and I
had dried puke all over me. Yet here he was hugging that crap
out of me till I couldn't breathe. He let go and kissed me on
my bloodied up forehead.
LATOYA BANKS
Oh my God, tell me thats Lillian!!!
Things just got better and better. Hearing Latoyas voice
made me extremely happy and now I knew I was safe from
all the bullshit and I was never going to go back.
These two black guys were sitting down watching lesbian
porn. I guess thats where the noise was coming from, they
were also eating out of KFC Buckets, they put their attention
onto me and I could tell they were talking about me, but I
couldn't hear what they were saying.
VICTOR LUTHOR
She a dirty chick but I like him dirty yo, too raw.
the other one shivered.
SIR MIXER
Nah Victor, DIRTY aint PURTY.
As one of them was looking at me, the other one switched KFC
Buckets with the other. When the one who got switched put his
hand in his bucket he realized his bucket got switched because
his bucket was full and that one was empty. He looked at the
other black guy.
SIR MIXER
yo ASSHOLE give me back ma bucket you STOLE
I walked over to the center and introduced myself to the two
black guys.
JFRESH
Yo niggas, shoutout to ma wifey. Lillian this is ma nigga Victor Luthor,
and ma nigga DJ Sir Mixer, Team Swag is back in buisness.
I smiled at them but I felt emberassed, I looked at Shark.
LILLIAN SHARK
Babe I look like shit right now!
Victor and Mixer nodded agreeing with me but I ignored their
jackass move and looked at James. James gave them a dirty look
and they looked back at the lesbian porn.
JAMES SHARK
Hair messed up with chunks of vomit in it, no makeup, and deep
bags under your eyes is when I think you lookin like a 10.
Victor and Mixer burst out laughing.
VICTOR LUTHOR
-10 YO, -10!!!!!
I looked at Victor with a disgusted look on my face.
LILLIAN SHARK
Ugh... yeah nice to meet you too jerkoff.
Latoya suddenly walked over to them, I thought she was going to smack them
but she got infront of the tv and turned it off, they both got up all angry.
VICTOR LUTHOR
RIGHT AT THE BEST PART TOO YO, bitch was about to get a facial, jeez.
Victor signaled Mixer and they both left, leaving me Shark and Latoya to
catch up and just have a relaxing conversation. After a few hours went by,
it was time. It was time for Shark to go out there and defend his title.
AS SEEN ON : FROM THE ASHES
LILLIAN BANKS
I'm so glad I'm back. Whoever did this is going to fucking pay
JAMES SHARK
I'mma
make sure Casey pays in dis match tonight. I know that white boi fuckin
did this, and imma
kick his ass for it. Now a nigga can focus on the
match completely, and not worry about dis whole
kidnapping bullshit.
Suddenly, DJ Sir Mixer and Victor Luther walk into the dressing room.
JAMES SHARK
Ma niggas. Was good?
SIR MIXER
Just came to wish our boy good luck in his match.
VICTOR LUTHOR
Even though a nigga won't need it
JAMES SHARK
Got
that shit right. You niggas better watch dis main event. I'mma teach
you boys how Team Swag gets it done. Cuz we always on point, and we
ain't never gonna stop.
END OF FOOTAGE THAT WAS SEEN AT FTA
Suddenly James Shark adjusted the title on his shoulders and walked out of the locker room
with Latoya behind him, leaving me alone with Victor and Mixer alone. All three of them stared
at eachother surrounded by awkward silence.
LILLIAN SHARK
So.....
Victor and Mixer ran back to the couch, Victor took out a CD from his pocket and put it in
the DVD, I walked towards them.
LILLIAN SHARK
So you guys left to go get another CD.... we're suppose to be watching Shark on the
fucking Main Eve-
SIR MIXER
SHHHHHHHHHHHH. Its going to start.
I rolled my eyes at him.
LILLIAN SHARK
At least your not doing some crappy rhymes.....
All of a sudden both of them realized they needed the remote to go the Video Input
SIR MIXER
yo yo, check it, we need the REMOTE, so that this BOAT, can FLOAT.
I gave him a weird look.
LILLIAN SHARK
So that this boat can float..... what the fuck?
Victor spotted the remote somewhere near the door.
VICTOR LUTHOR
Yo Latoya can you get the remote yo.
LILLIAN SHARK
 ....my name is Lillian.
VICTOR LUTHOR
BIRTH CERTIFICATE OR IT DIDN'T HAPPEN
I just continued to stare at these two men. Team Swag?, I disliked them already
both of them, like jesus christ. Victor got up and walked past me, he grabbed the
remote and shook his head.
VICTOR LUTHOR
Women these days yo.
I ignored them and just watched the two of them as they got all eager and excited
with the remote on their hands. Victor switched the video input to the remote only
to find that the CD he bought wasn't what he expected.
FEAUTURE PRESENTATION TICKED OFF TRANNIES WITH KNIFES
I laughed out loud. Their reaction was priceless, they both just looked at eachother. DJ
Mixer suddenly got up and looked at me. Oh no.... it looked like he was going to rhyme.
SIR MIXER
yo, I dont want to watch THIS, I rather go take a PISS.
He gave me a little bow.
SIR MIXER
So excuse me MISS..... because I will go take a PISS.
Sir Mixer goes to the washroom. Victor takes out the CD from the DVD Player and
breaks it in half, he turns around to see Lillian staring at him, now its back to the
awkward staring.
VICTOR LUTHOR
So....
I shrugged, there was nothing really to say.
VICTOR LUTHOR
Ill have you know Im like a boob inspector yo. I inspect boobs cause thats what
boob inspectors do, so may I see yo boobies? I know you showed them that one
time on Battle Grounds.
I started to get annoyed and fusturated.
LILLIAN SHARK
My name is NOT fucking Lillian. I dont like you, your swagger, your tattoos
or your sense of humour. Dont fuck around with me right now because I am
NOT in the mood.
Victor shivered taunting Lillian.
VICTOR LUTHOR
OoOoOoOoooOoOo, Im soooooooo scared, haha YA right homegirl.
I again rolled my eyes.
LILLIAN SHARK
Listen, fuck off, Im going to go wash up in the Womens Locker Room. All
I ask is that you keep your eye on the Main Event, turn the tv on and put
it on right now so you dont forget.
Victor shrugged and nodded, I shook my head as I walked off. Victor
turned on the tv to see James Shark showboating heavily. All of a sudden,
Victor took his eyes off of the tv when he heard Mixer.
SIR MIXER
YO VICTOR, jackpot dog, a bag of ganga!!!!!!!!
1 Hour Later
I got out of the shower. Luckily I noticed there was a hidden camera before I started to shower.
It had a Team Swag logo on the back of it. I got finished drying myself and began to put some clothes
on. The change room was empty. I walked over to the television and turned it on just to see what I
had missed. To my disbelief I saw Shark getting jumped by Dan Alexander and Casey.
LILLIAN SHARK
SHIT!
I quickly put my shoes on and ran to the hallway and ran straight where the curtains are, as I got
nearer I got hear the chants of Sharky, I was about to go out there but I realized that I couldn't
risk it, Latoya was out there but there was a reason she couldn't do anything but watch. I couldn't
go out there and risk getting kidnapped again. I ran towards Sharks locker room and swung the
door open, as soon as that happens, I noticed that the room was filled with air.
LATOYA BANKS
Guys....wha.....what the fuck?????
Victor was laid out on the couch and Mixer was on the floor. I tried to wakeup Mixer but he didn't
respond, and then began to shake Victor who mumbled back at me.
VICTOR LUTHOR
Chill duuuuude Im waitin for the bus.
Oh no. This wasn't good. No. Not good at all. Suddenly Sir Mixer began to wakeup, he got up
all dizzy, stumbling everwhere, I helped him up.
SIR MIXER
Where....am I?
I just tried to hold him steady. Then he suddenly gave me the stare of death and began to run away.
SIR MIXER
VICTOR RUN AWAY BRUH, ITS A TICKED OFF TRANNY WITH A KNIFE YOOO
Victor got up from the couch as fast as he could, waking up right away, both of them quickly hid
behind the couch. This wasn't funny, it was just emberassing at this point and I was very annoyed.
LILLIAN SHARK
James is out there and he is getting JUMP-
One of them threw a book at my face, it was a light book, soft cover. I kicked it away as it landed
on the floor. I could see them poking their heads out at me from behind the couch.
VICTOR LUTHER
We....we gotta protect our castle yo
As soon as he was finished saying that, they began throwing a bunch of stuff at me, from more
books to stuff animals and bags. I ran into the washroom and shut the door, thats where I found
the bags of weed. I could still hear them from outside. At this point, if I sent them out there to
help Shark, they would be no help, they were just too stoned.
SIR MIXER
Lets like... prank call a pizza place yo
I opened the door slightly peeking out at them, Victors eyes lit up.
VICTOR LUTHER
YA YOOO, we can like.... ask them what they're deals are.
Mixer began calling the pizza company, I was happy to see Latoya Banks walk into the room but
she didn't look too happy. She didnt see me in the washroom door and she stood over Victor
and Mixer who were motioning her to be quiet, you could tell that Latoya could smell the
kush on them.
SIR MIXER
Uhhh yo..... this like.... a pizza place?
They both begin to laugh. The pizza person on the other end responds. As Mixer gives
the phone to Luther.
VICTOR LUTHOR
Wha....wha....WHAT KIND OF DEALS DO YOU HAVE?????
He hungup and they both burst out into tears with laughter. Latoya shook her head, she finally
noticed me in the washroom, she came in and shut the door.
LILLIAN SHARK
Is... is James okay?
Latoya nodded, thank God. If he was hurt I would put all the blame on myself.
LATOYA BANKS
He left, he was wondering why his "boys" didnt have his back, but now I see
why. They're going to have to step their game up this week to earn Sharks trust
back, and I guess your going to help them....
Fuck. What did that mean, I gave her a confused look.
LATOYA BANKS
TEAM SWAG, Victor, Luthor and yourself to take on the team of Bobby O'Day,
Matthew Young and Angelle Laree.
I nodded. I didnt know who Angelle was but I didnt care. I opened the door to
see Victor and Mixer playing Marco Polo with the empty KFC Buckets on their
head.
LATOYA BANKS
 LILLIAN SHARK
Its going to be interesting.... we'll be ready.
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Oh dear God, lock your doors, hide your wifes, hide your kids, hide
yourself, and stay away from the windows, and DO NOT, do not go
out late at night, because Team Swag IS BACK.
Last time Team Swag was roaming the IWF hallways it was with
James Shark and a Canadian punk white bitch named Brandon
Macdonald.... can anybody say awkward? I CAN!
Listen, Team Swag is back and right now, we have are targets set,
and we're like predators stalking our prey. Bobby O'Day?,
Matthew Young?, and Angelle Laree?, Ladies and Gentlemen,
Boys and Girls, Children of all ages, let me tell you this and
tell you this now....
This one is going to be a walk in the park.
I dont care what you say. Bash me for my opinions, bash me
for my predictions, bash me because your on the Bobby O'Day
or Matthew Young bandwangon, listen, I dont give a fuck.
How can I give a fuck?, this is a new Lillian Shark right here.
This isn't the same preppy Lillian that was worried about
breaking a nail in a match, oh no, no no. This Lillian is far
more better. This Lillian is a hundred times better then she was
those days. Trust me.
Alot of shit has happened to me this past week. Alot of things
that all of you are familiar about. I went through things no
woman nor human should have to go through. I went through
something pathetic, and emberassing, not really emberassing
for me, but emberassing for the person doing it to me.
Can I just say.....
Dan Alexander what the fuck is wrong with you?, Dan you
were Coreys little puppet. You were his little bitch. He pulled
the strings and you listened like a good little dog. Thats what
you are Dan, your a dog, a bitch. I want you to know that If
I EVER catch you walking around on the streets or in the
Hallway, I will not hesitate to stick my heels up your ass
and bust the juice out of your testicles with them.
You think thats fucked up buddy?, how about making me
vomit them making me eat it?, I hope I fufilled your weird
fetishes you sick fuck.
Now... I will save the Dan talk for later. Hes not worth my
time, and hes not worth anybodys time actually.
As to my opponents?, lets start off with Matthew Young
shall we? Matthew, Matthew Matthew, Matthew, what
can I say about you?, oh what to say, what to say?
A month ago you came out to the ring talking out of
your ass and telling the world you would be the next
IWF Champion. A couple weeks later, you got fired
because YOU SUCK.
Why did you come back?, the question is why did the
IWF let you back, and Ill answer that Matthew, the
reason the IWF let you back is because the IWF
needs more stepping stones. The IWF needs people
to make other people look BETTER.
I liked how you talked about being IWF Champion
ONCE AGAIN. In another one of your boring speeches.
Listen hun, it will never happen. You had FOUR shots
to become a number one contender for the High Impact
Championship. THAT IS THE SAME SPOT I CHALLENGED
VVR FOR, that is the same spot I wanted, and while I begged
and begged for that shot, the IWF gave you the shot to be
in the match again and again and again and again.
Do you know why?, because they wanted the High Impact
Championship match at FTA to be hyped and hyped alot.
What a better way to have each contender score a dominant
victory over a bum each week leading up to the match right?
You will never come near a championship. You cant even
reach a championship. The reality is you will be put up
in matches against people like the Ninja. People like the
Ninja will kick your ass, and then you'll be used as a stepping
stone again to make somebody grow some hype.
Your a stepping stone.
I liked how honest you were when you said the only real
accomplishment you've had here is that you've beaten
Tyson Rowle like a thousand times. I love how you said
it in that kind of way in which you knew that wasn't even
an accomplishment at all.
Tyson Rowle cant bust a grape, neither can you. Both
of you cant wrestle your way out of a wet paper bag, and
both of you SUCK.
So congratulations on your big accomplishment in this
company, beating a bum, and losing to bums.
Every single person that beats you. I could do it better.
Garunteed, and I will prove it to you real fast Mr.
But you know what really gets me upset?, the fact that
you think you will be champion one day and the fact
that your already looking PAST Team Swag. Dont look
past us you stupid fuck.
Victor and Sir Mixer didn't really give me a good impression
when I first met them, but listen, "niggas come hard", calm
down IWF, Im allowed to say the "N" word I have a big
black husband.
Victor and Mixer are no joke. They will be in your face
from start to end. They dont slow down, and they dont
stop... as if they're running from the cops.
I have respect for them. After this win, all three of us
are going to get high.
Now lets go on to Mr.Bobby O'Day shall we????
Bobby I would like to inform you that the O'Day family
are a bunch of asswipe motherfuckers. You people are
fake and ugly. Megan O'Day is the ugliest little bitch
I have ever laid eyes on. Shes a typical blonde except
shes crosseyed and shes a slutty ass hoe.
Bobby you cried at FTA and you cried like a bitch.
A win over Jeff Adams doesn't get my respect, who
is Jeff Adams?, and crying infront of the General
Manager doesnt get my respect either, expecially
on PPV.
We all saw it, you were about to cry, and as soon
as you started , you pulled a 360 and ran out of
the locker room with your group of boyfriends
including Matthew Young, HAHAHAHAHAHAH
Matthew Young. What a fucking joke.
Bobby, I dont care what you've done, who you've
beaten or how experienced you are. I know your
a cocky fucker so I want you to just hear me out...
Dont make the same mistake my opponents have
made. Im undefeated and if you come into this
match thinking.....
Ohhh shes just a girl.
Ohhh I have the advanatage here
Ohhh I have the advantage there
Ohhh I think Im faster
Ohhh Im this, Im that
Because come in with that mindset, and I will fuck
you up. I have so much anger inside me and to deal
with an asshole like yourself preaching "BUTTHEAD,
BUTTHEAD, BUTTHEAD", I just might snap.
Dont fucking test me, dont. Whatever you do, just
dont test me bitch. Its the last thing you'll do, I promise
you and I garuntee it.
I will knock your hair black. Dont fuck with me.
As for Angelle?, I hear your Alisons girlfriend?, Tag Team
Partner?, hmmm well watch out hun, you'll soon be
getting death threats from Dan Alexander, that creep
is obsessed with her, but anyways.......
Who the fuck do you think you are?
I mean yea we know your just a slut who easily got the
job from filling out your paperwork under Chucks desk
BUT what makes you think you can beat me?
You cant. They cant. Nobody can.
Listen I have an idea, after TEAM SWAG jacks any swagger this random
ass team of a loser, asswipe and a slut, why dont we get rid of ALL the
IWF titles. Yup. Lets get rid of ALL the IWF titles.
From the Heavyweight to the New Blood. Why dont we get rid of ALL
OF THEM, and instead, the "champions" will be rewarded with our
new slut Angelle Laree.
I mean shes attracted to dirty hoes, I wonder how much she charges....
I wonder if her corner is getting more customers then Alisons, shes
noticably uglier, I mean Angelle looks like a fucking crackhead slut,
but its okay, guys are into that.
So why doesnt Angelle be the new title of IWF?, when a person wins
a "title match", they win Angelle Laree, and they get to fuck her silly
for free. Usually they would have to pay around 5 bucks an hour which
isnt bad but hey..... I think Im a genius.
Lets do it IWF.
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