Post by fawn on Dec 16, 2008 3:14:23 GMT -6
Andrew sits in the stairwell of the hotel. His eyes are looking up until he looks at the camera.
See what happens, kids, when you but yourself through matches that are dangerous to your health? Or what happens when you marry your cousin?
Okay so far out of everyone involved in this match we have two people, TWO, even mentioning the match, well outside of me. And there is what? Eleven of us in this? That’s not a good ratio is it? But back to the train tracks with what I’m saying.
It seems that the general IQ of the people involved in this so called “match” is lower than Jessica Simpson. Do you hear yourselves? I mean do you want me to get a tape recorder out and send it to you? Let me break this down for you.
I did not and do not want in this match, period! Why does everyone have the sudden notion that I do? It’s not reverse psychology. Geesh.
Hey Jack Clinton! Instead of crying about the fact I omitted you why don’t you focus on the people who really want in the match. Which seems to be two people! Oh boo freaking whoo! You want to make sure I don’t make it to the next level? Well guess what? If it’s some sort of stupid “gimmick” match made by the powers that be then listen carefully.
Andrew rises to his knees
1276 Chesnutt Drive. Harrisburg. PA. That’s my address. Come in and throw me against the walls and hit me with your fist. I won’t call the cops on you because you’ll be doing me a favor! Or best yet I’ll make sure you know which hotel I’m in. Come in there and beat me up! Do the honors. Idiot.
And for Johnnie Moxie? Wait I got your name right! Apparently someone thought it would be funny to go in and edit my last piece because I mentioned Noir instead of you. I know I did. But since I got your name right NOW and have your attention are you serious? Me one of the favorites? How can a guy who declares he doesn’t want in something be a favorite?AGAIN It’s not reverse psychology. It’s the cold hard truth and if you want to kick my butt for it go ahead. But I think Clinton is first in that line.
So let’s get this right, okay? I…DO…NOT..WANT…IN…THIS…MATCH! I want nothing to do with it. But I be damned if someone bust me open just so they can say they got a title shot. Mark my words on this. I’m not going to be part of the reindeers games and in 2009, my revenge on this whole stinking company will begin for what sins they have committed against me. Heath consider yourselves warned. So it is written, so it shall be done.
Andrew sinks back down as the scene ends.
See what happens, kids, when you but yourself through matches that are dangerous to your health? Or what happens when you marry your cousin?
Okay so far out of everyone involved in this match we have two people, TWO, even mentioning the match, well outside of me. And there is what? Eleven of us in this? That’s not a good ratio is it? But back to the train tracks with what I’m saying.
It seems that the general IQ of the people involved in this so called “match” is lower than Jessica Simpson. Do you hear yourselves? I mean do you want me to get a tape recorder out and send it to you? Let me break this down for you.
I did not and do not want in this match, period! Why does everyone have the sudden notion that I do? It’s not reverse psychology. Geesh.
Hey Jack Clinton! Instead of crying about the fact I omitted you why don’t you focus on the people who really want in the match. Which seems to be two people! Oh boo freaking whoo! You want to make sure I don’t make it to the next level? Well guess what? If it’s some sort of stupid “gimmick” match made by the powers that be then listen carefully.
Andrew rises to his knees
1276 Chesnutt Drive. Harrisburg. PA. That’s my address. Come in and throw me against the walls and hit me with your fist. I won’t call the cops on you because you’ll be doing me a favor! Or best yet I’ll make sure you know which hotel I’m in. Come in there and beat me up! Do the honors. Idiot.
And for Johnnie Moxie? Wait I got your name right! Apparently someone thought it would be funny to go in and edit my last piece because I mentioned Noir instead of you. I know I did. But since I got your name right NOW and have your attention are you serious? Me one of the favorites? How can a guy who declares he doesn’t want in something be a favorite?AGAIN It’s not reverse psychology. It’s the cold hard truth and if you want to kick my butt for it go ahead. But I think Clinton is first in that line.
So let’s get this right, okay? I…DO…NOT..WANT…IN…THIS…MATCH! I want nothing to do with it. But I be damned if someone bust me open just so they can say they got a title shot. Mark my words on this. I’m not going to be part of the reindeers games and in 2009, my revenge on this whole stinking company will begin for what sins they have committed against me. Heath consider yourselves warned. So it is written, so it shall be done.
Andrew sinks back down as the scene ends.