Post by emokid on Aug 4, 2008 7:57:52 GMT -6
(Omerta stands in a sidewalk in his native Jacksonville, Fl. Donning a Randy Couture shirt, Blue Jeans, converses, and wearing a watch. He has a very intimidating look, that starts off with a laugh)
OMERTA: Scott Jacobs, are you really that stupid? You called me out. You made fun of the fact that I use the catchphrase "strength, honor, respect." Well, Scotty, it's not just a catchy saying, it's a lifestyle. These people survive on that lifestyle. We lend a helping hand, while you sit at a bar. lonely. swigging a few beers, wondering where you life is going. By the way it looks in your promo, I think should go to AA rather than SNW.
(Omerta walks on Jacksonville sidewalk)
I came from a very crime infested neighborhood. I was the respected one no doubt, but I loved my fellow man. I've been to war, Scott. While you were drowning yourself in an Alcoholic mess, I was in Afghanistan. You wouldn't know anything about that. You wouldn't know anything about losing a loved one in a drive by. You wouldn't know the pain of someone dying in your arms in the heat of war.
(Omerta walks inside a Texaco, and buys a beer, walks out and sits on a bench.)
Now am I saying anything bad about beer? No, I like to drink a cold one every now and then. I'm human. Only humans can experience this type of thing. I just wouldn't get toilet hugging drunk. I have nothing against beer. It tastes great cold, and is really refreshing, but the after effects are fucked up, and I can't drink more than one. You see, Scott, I learned this little thing called Self Control. You apparantly need to learn it, we already have one Robert Downey Jr. in the world, we don't need another. Do us a favor, and call your local Alcoholics Anonymous, if you can find a phone in your double vision. If you can't, it's the one to your right---I mean, left---no, right---ahhh screw it you can't find it. I hope your not to intoxicated when you step in the ring with me.
But until Next time
STRENGTH HONOR RESPECT OMERTA!!!!
OMERTA: Scott Jacobs, are you really that stupid? You called me out. You made fun of the fact that I use the catchphrase "strength, honor, respect." Well, Scotty, it's not just a catchy saying, it's a lifestyle. These people survive on that lifestyle. We lend a helping hand, while you sit at a bar. lonely. swigging a few beers, wondering where you life is going. By the way it looks in your promo, I think should go to AA rather than SNW.
(Omerta walks on Jacksonville sidewalk)
I came from a very crime infested neighborhood. I was the respected one no doubt, but I loved my fellow man. I've been to war, Scott. While you were drowning yourself in an Alcoholic mess, I was in Afghanistan. You wouldn't know anything about that. You wouldn't know anything about losing a loved one in a drive by. You wouldn't know the pain of someone dying in your arms in the heat of war.
(Omerta walks inside a Texaco, and buys a beer, walks out and sits on a bench.)
Now am I saying anything bad about beer? No, I like to drink a cold one every now and then. I'm human. Only humans can experience this type of thing. I just wouldn't get toilet hugging drunk. I have nothing against beer. It tastes great cold, and is really refreshing, but the after effects are fucked up, and I can't drink more than one. You see, Scott, I learned this little thing called Self Control. You apparantly need to learn it, we already have one Robert Downey Jr. in the world, we don't need another. Do us a favor, and call your local Alcoholics Anonymous, if you can find a phone in your double vision. If you can't, it's the one to your right---I mean, left---no, right---ahhh screw it you can't find it. I hope your not to intoxicated when you step in the ring with me.
But until Next time
STRENGTH HONOR RESPECT OMERTA!!!!
