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Post by Slammin' Sam on Nov 6, 2009 18:34:14 GMT -6
S.T. Strickler is in his hotel room, looking over the SNW roster sheet, and shakes his head when something catches his eye.
Strickler: You're probably wondering what I'm doing here, looking over the talent roster here in SNW. Scouting the competition? Maybe. Seeing if there's anymore familiar faces? Possibly. But you know, as I'm perusing along here, I noticed that there's something about my rival, Levetation, that I don't like too well.
Strickler holds up the roster sheet, and points to Levetation's hometown.
Strickler: Yeah, that's right. That punk is from Pittsburgh.... Pittsburgh!?!?! See? I knew I didn't like him. Anything and everything from Pittsburgh is bad. They got a team like the Steelers with the biggest bandwagon fans, and a little pukestain like Sidney Crosby who plays for the Penguins. And I hate the Penguins! Them, and their idiot shortbus riding fans. And don't even get me started on Kurt Angle.
Strickler puts the sheet back on the table.
Strickler: Lev, do yourself a favor and get out of that stinkhole of a city. Of all places to live.....
Strickler continues to shake his head in disappointment as the scene fades out.
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