Post by Jeff Kain on Mar 9, 2012 5:52:15 GMT
The screen lights up with Jeff Kain sitting in a chair in what looks to be a living room or something. He has one a grey wool sweater and a pair of jeans. He addresses the camera.
Last week you all witnessed my match with Raiyven, in which I lost.
The loudest 'you suck', 'pussy' and 'some chick beat you *clap clap clapclapclap*' chants are heard throughout the arena that was watching the broadcast live. He had to take it- he did lose fair and square. It did help he wasn't even in Atlanta at the moment.
Yeah. I did. I lost to a woman. Am I ashamed that I lost? Not in the least bit.
See, it's exactly as I claimed. TNB has an Amazon division filled with talents and a Gladiator division filled with no-named hacks that can't push the main event level. Remember last week when I said who the hell is a male main eventer here, Dice K? Me? Bobby Williams? Look what happened... Dice wins the belt while I continue the real innovation here in the league. There's nothing in the men's league and I refuse to be apart of that.
I'm fine with losing against a woman. Raiyven won, but let it be known that I'm not done with her, and that I'll be back.
Now, onto another piece of news... This week I won't be in attendance.
The jeers all switch quickly to a loud burst of cheers.
Yes, I know, it's exciting. Today's national Maple Syrup, Bacon, and Poutine day here in Canada, and I wouldn't miss it for the world. God damn some real food, not that disgusting stuff you Americans call 'grub'. It's like pig slop. It's disgusting, just like all of you.
As he finishes his sentence he reaches out of the camera's view and retrieves a bowl of poutine. For those not in the know, poutine is a beautiful mixture of french fries, gravy and cheese curds. On top of his poutine was chopped up bacon. He smirks and once again reaches out of the screen to get some Aunt Jemima's maple syrup. It wasn't legitimate maple syrup he was used to, it was bottled from a large manufacturer, but it was still delicious. He drenches his creation in the maple syrup, tosses the bottle off screen, and places his hand right in the middle of the food mix. He pulls a handful of 'mouth sex' up and tosses it back, making the most disgusting eating sounds possible. Ironic, because Americans were the 'gross ones'.
Now *mhmhmm ohmm* I'm *ehrnm* I'm going to be there next week, yes *BURRRRRP*, uh, excuse me. I'll be there next week, and next week I'll have some big plans for all of you. Don't worry. I'll be back and you'll all love it. I figured I'd drop you all a line so you all know what's up. Don't want you all to worry I ran off to real talent in Canada or Japan, now! That'd be unfortunate.
Until next week? Enjoy some shitty wrestling by talentless hacks. You'll see how much you miss me next week.
The screen cuts blank and the show continues on.
Last week you all witnessed my match with Raiyven, in which I lost.
The loudest 'you suck', 'pussy' and 'some chick beat you *clap clap clapclapclap*' chants are heard throughout the arena that was watching the broadcast live. He had to take it- he did lose fair and square. It did help he wasn't even in Atlanta at the moment.
Yeah. I did. I lost to a woman. Am I ashamed that I lost? Not in the least bit.
See, it's exactly as I claimed. TNB has an Amazon division filled with talents and a Gladiator division filled with no-named hacks that can't push the main event level. Remember last week when I said who the hell is a male main eventer here, Dice K? Me? Bobby Williams? Look what happened... Dice wins the belt while I continue the real innovation here in the league. There's nothing in the men's league and I refuse to be apart of that.
I'm fine with losing against a woman. Raiyven won, but let it be known that I'm not done with her, and that I'll be back.
Now, onto another piece of news... This week I won't be in attendance.
The jeers all switch quickly to a loud burst of cheers.
Yes, I know, it's exciting. Today's national Maple Syrup, Bacon, and Poutine day here in Canada, and I wouldn't miss it for the world. God damn some real food, not that disgusting stuff you Americans call 'grub'. It's like pig slop. It's disgusting, just like all of you.
As he finishes his sentence he reaches out of the camera's view and retrieves a bowl of poutine. For those not in the know, poutine is a beautiful mixture of french fries, gravy and cheese curds. On top of his poutine was chopped up bacon. He smirks and once again reaches out of the screen to get some Aunt Jemima's maple syrup. It wasn't legitimate maple syrup he was used to, it was bottled from a large manufacturer, but it was still delicious. He drenches his creation in the maple syrup, tosses the bottle off screen, and places his hand right in the middle of the food mix. He pulls a handful of 'mouth sex' up and tosses it back, making the most disgusting eating sounds possible. Ironic, because Americans were the 'gross ones'.
Now *mhmhmm ohmm* I'm *ehrnm* I'm going to be there next week, yes *BURRRRRP*, uh, excuse me. I'll be there next week, and next week I'll have some big plans for all of you. Don't worry. I'll be back and you'll all love it. I figured I'd drop you all a line so you all know what's up. Don't want you all to worry I ran off to real talent in Canada or Japan, now! That'd be unfortunate.
Until next week? Enjoy some shitty wrestling by talentless hacks. You'll see how much you miss me next week.
The screen cuts blank and the show continues on.