Post by Chris Angel on Jun 24, 2010 0:14:32 GMT -6
"Another week, another match, another big mouth to shut,"
With dramatic flair, Angel drops the weights he was lifting onto the mat and wipes his face, before looking up at the camera.
"I seem to recall something I said last week. About how I'm perpetually reinventing the wheel by being involved in matches with rather unique stipulations. I seem to have a penchant for it, which makes sense for the company to exploit it especially so, this week. I'm not thrilled at the prospect but hey, I don't like to complain.
With that being said though, I'd really like to question the purpose of having three new stars who're only going to get squashed, their dreams, their hopes, their one opportunity to wrest the Texas Championship from me go up in smoke. I suppose that's what you, the audience likes right? Reality TV at its best. It ain't Survivor when someone's not getting kicked out. You tune in to see who's getting the boot and likewise, you'll tune in to watch me and my team mates, Clinton and Chris take out the upstart team of Danny and The Black Hand.
Now with the exception of Tyler Straven, who's proved himself and despite your team's overwhelming loss to us the last time, I still have respect for you, even if I don't care for your attitude. Your partner, Steve, would probably get his ass kicked anyway. But hey, that's what we do to fodder.
And while we're on the topic of fodder, I'd like address a few things grandpa Danny said about me.
First things first, you don't get to make 'The Dream' jokes. That's copyright and I'll sue you. I swear I will. You'll lose the car you sleep in. And as far as being my nightmare…I think it goes without saying that there is no chance in hell that you could ever make an impact on me that will justify something that drastic to be said. In fact, I can guarantee that by the time the night is over, you'll be the one living in a nightmare.
Or in Vegas. Since you think you have more tricks than a magician on show there. News flash, you'd be wise to all a magician's tricks just by surfing the internet. And since you kinda related yourself to a person of that trade, I'd probably be able to Google everything I need to know about you. Of course, if I come across any disturbing pictures of this particular 'wolf' going after its 'meat', I'm logging off.
And as far as being a Paper Champion goes, let me tell you this. If I lose my belt, if I ever relinquish my spot, it will never be to someone as dim witted, illiterate and pathetic as you. I've achieved more things in my career than you've achieved in your whole life. You take the ring post to me, take the chairs, take your dildo out of your ass and try to beat me with it and I tell you, it won't make a difference because if you get turned on by how our audience reacts to you, be assured that when I am in the ring, they will react mainly to me and my teammates and their cheers, their encouragement will fuel me.
And remember this, before I was Texas Champion, I was the Bad Blood Champion. Violence, pain, misery were just three of the insurmountable things I brought to each match. There is nothing you can ever do that will ever make a difference.
I will take your beatings and I will visit it upon you tenfold and when you're lying in a pool of your own blood, Danny, you will see exactly why I am living 'The Dream' and just why your nightmare will never end.
With dramatic flair, Angel drops the weights he was lifting onto the mat and wipes his face, before looking up at the camera.
"I seem to recall something I said last week. About how I'm perpetually reinventing the wheel by being involved in matches with rather unique stipulations. I seem to have a penchant for it, which makes sense for the company to exploit it especially so, this week. I'm not thrilled at the prospect but hey, I don't like to complain.
With that being said though, I'd really like to question the purpose of having three new stars who're only going to get squashed, their dreams, their hopes, their one opportunity to wrest the Texas Championship from me go up in smoke. I suppose that's what you, the audience likes right? Reality TV at its best. It ain't Survivor when someone's not getting kicked out. You tune in to see who's getting the boot and likewise, you'll tune in to watch me and my team mates, Clinton and Chris take out the upstart team of Danny and The Black Hand.
Now with the exception of Tyler Straven, who's proved himself and despite your team's overwhelming loss to us the last time, I still have respect for you, even if I don't care for your attitude. Your partner, Steve, would probably get his ass kicked anyway. But hey, that's what we do to fodder.
And while we're on the topic of fodder, I'd like address a few things grandpa Danny said about me.
First things first, you don't get to make 'The Dream' jokes. That's copyright and I'll sue you. I swear I will. You'll lose the car you sleep in. And as far as being my nightmare…I think it goes without saying that there is no chance in hell that you could ever make an impact on me that will justify something that drastic to be said. In fact, I can guarantee that by the time the night is over, you'll be the one living in a nightmare.
Or in Vegas. Since you think you have more tricks than a magician on show there. News flash, you'd be wise to all a magician's tricks just by surfing the internet. And since you kinda related yourself to a person of that trade, I'd probably be able to Google everything I need to know about you. Of course, if I come across any disturbing pictures of this particular 'wolf' going after its 'meat', I'm logging off.
And as far as being a Paper Champion goes, let me tell you this. If I lose my belt, if I ever relinquish my spot, it will never be to someone as dim witted, illiterate and pathetic as you. I've achieved more things in my career than you've achieved in your whole life. You take the ring post to me, take the chairs, take your dildo out of your ass and try to beat me with it and I tell you, it won't make a difference because if you get turned on by how our audience reacts to you, be assured that when I am in the ring, they will react mainly to me and my teammates and their cheers, their encouragement will fuel me.
And remember this, before I was Texas Champion, I was the Bad Blood Champion. Violence, pain, misery were just three of the insurmountable things I brought to each match. There is nothing you can ever do that will ever make a difference.
I will take your beatings and I will visit it upon you tenfold and when you're lying in a pool of your own blood, Danny, you will see exactly why I am living 'The Dream' and just why your nightmare will never end.
