Post by TFP on Oct 21, 2008 16:43:33 GMT -4
Open. Sigh.
"If Mercy wants to talk to Seifer and tell him to do nothing this week, destroying what could have been the biggest match of my lifetime, how about I do one back at him? I know that Alex Redding would be a tad bit pissed off about this, as would Mercy, but I'll just be open about it - Christian Michaels versus William Rodney Mercy? Looks to be one of the most lame matches in my mind. Like his match with Ryan Cain, this could have happened before in the past - and it might have, too. I don't know since I wasn't in any of their promotions, and they probably don't know since their alzheimers might be kicking in at an early age. But I doubt that has any factor to their lack of intelligence since they're both blatant retards that have no positive contributions to give to society and this industry. What more can they do than roll on the ground and flail their arms? Nothing. That's all that they've been taught by their Southern inbred parents, and it's a given that they'll only amount to a teenager's amusement. But even that teenager can get bored and annoyed with them when they come to realization that they're actually trying to do something. Brings a tear to your eye, huh? But hey, we only asked for them to try. Wait... no. We didn't."
It's about time.
"There's an obvious hint right there, boys. Nobody wants to see a fuckin' Christian Michaels versus William Rodney Mercy match take place in FWA, PWT or in W2K. For my entertainment, I'd rather watch a black man try to change his diet from watermelon and fried chicken to something like potatoes and pancakes. Now that would be a better match to keep your eyes glued on than this cross-promotion crap that has been dubbed as San Antonio's Match of the Decade. Who the Hell wrestles in San Antonio, anyways? Seems like you want to fit in with the steers and queers if you're wrestling that far down south. William Rodney Mercy, Christian Michaels and a bit of San Antonio thrown in a blender can equate to the slightly less gay San Francisco. Speaking of which, when it comes around that time for Fans Wrestling Alliance to be in San Antonio, leave me off that card. Not only because the whole population there will want to put their dicks in my ass for my ignorance, but because - well, yeah... that's the reason why. Wrestling in that city is probably begging for people to figure out your sexual preference. Antonio - sounds like a gay bar or somebody who cross-dresses, in my opinion. I'd hate to be the suckers and blowers there."
WRM can join 'em if he really wants to leave so much.
"Even though it's too late to stop a match of mass lameness from happening, I can try my best to have the two go in there with low self-esteem, even if they're feeling low enough with down syndrome. I wouldn't be all that surprised if they were to become friends after this and have some kind of erection connection. Well, when in Texas."
Fade.
"If Mercy wants to talk to Seifer and tell him to do nothing this week, destroying what could have been the biggest match of my lifetime, how about I do one back at him? I know that Alex Redding would be a tad bit pissed off about this, as would Mercy, but I'll just be open about it - Christian Michaels versus William Rodney Mercy? Looks to be one of the most lame matches in my mind. Like his match with Ryan Cain, this could have happened before in the past - and it might have, too. I don't know since I wasn't in any of their promotions, and they probably don't know since their alzheimers might be kicking in at an early age. But I doubt that has any factor to their lack of intelligence since they're both blatant retards that have no positive contributions to give to society and this industry. What more can they do than roll on the ground and flail their arms? Nothing. That's all that they've been taught by their Southern inbred parents, and it's a given that they'll only amount to a teenager's amusement. But even that teenager can get bored and annoyed with them when they come to realization that they're actually trying to do something. Brings a tear to your eye, huh? But hey, we only asked for them to try. Wait... no. We didn't."
It's about time.
"There's an obvious hint right there, boys. Nobody wants to see a fuckin' Christian Michaels versus William Rodney Mercy match take place in FWA, PWT or in W2K. For my entertainment, I'd rather watch a black man try to change his diet from watermelon and fried chicken to something like potatoes and pancakes. Now that would be a better match to keep your eyes glued on than this cross-promotion crap that has been dubbed as San Antonio's Match of the Decade. Who the Hell wrestles in San Antonio, anyways? Seems like you want to fit in with the steers and queers if you're wrestling that far down south. William Rodney Mercy, Christian Michaels and a bit of San Antonio thrown in a blender can equate to the slightly less gay San Francisco. Speaking of which, when it comes around that time for Fans Wrestling Alliance to be in San Antonio, leave me off that card. Not only because the whole population there will want to put their dicks in my ass for my ignorance, but because - well, yeah... that's the reason why. Wrestling in that city is probably begging for people to figure out your sexual preference. Antonio - sounds like a gay bar or somebody who cross-dresses, in my opinion. I'd hate to be the suckers and blowers there."
WRM can join 'em if he really wants to leave so much.
"Even though it's too late to stop a match of mass lameness from happening, I can try my best to have the two go in there with low self-esteem, even if they're feeling low enough with down syndrome. I wouldn't be all that surprised if they were to become friends after this and have some kind of erection connection. Well, when in Texas."
Fade.