- Event: Refueled XXXVIII
Ah, the easy to hear sounds of the young and fucking stupid. Look Bo and Cary, you two inbreeding cousin fucking jizz rags need to learn a few things.
(As the words come to a end, he steps into the scene. Standing in front of the camera he leans in.)
You can make comments about my past, yes a great thing about working in HOW is you can see things that you only heard of. Now, about my past….you two Hills Have Eyes rejects seem to only go with what you heads. Yes the storyline was Lee and my wife had a affair. The truth is, I know hard to know the truth considering you two fucks look more like carnies than fucking human beings..again that never happened. Said so in more than one interview and yes they were on live feeds into HOW.
Secondly, you two backwards ass country fucks, wouldn’t know dick about how to make a video promo, much less even have the common sense God gave your mule at home how to send one to someone.
(He walks away from the camera as it pans back. Pacing back and forth he clinches his fists.)
Nice of you to “dig up” the shovel. Cute. And calling me a zombie, how fucking original. God you two butt fucking douche bags could only ever dream about having rhe fucking career that I have had. The matches. The titles, the fucking everything.
That is why when some piece of shit country bumpink cumtard comes out and tries to bash me and make fun of me to make their career seem better, I laugh. Because boys, at the end of the day you two couldn’t carry my fucking sack. You two will never come close to being the mother fucking man that I am.
You want to talk about someone being in concrete? Mother fucker, I’ll not only show you pain I will fucking laugh at each and every shot I land into your dumpy, fleshy, worthless, flesh sack of a body.
(His pacing stops. Sweat begins to slowly bead up and slowly trickle down the side of his face. He walks to the camera and lifts it up. Panning around a empty room, his laughter is heard echoing off the walls of the empty room.)
I have fait in my partner, he is a tuff mother fucker. I know you two are related. I mean your fucking family tree doesn’t branch.
Steve is a good dude, I’ll go into a war, brawl, riot, whatever with him. He can go and he has my back.
But you two, man for two cunts that want to talk alot and come off ready…you two really did focus on me. I mean, do I blame you? No. I’d be worried about getting into the ring against me in any capacity.
(Sitting the camera back down, he steps in front of it again. Sighing he shakes his head.)
I’m tired of making a joke out you two and your backwards ass bullshit. And the pathetic thing about that? I only heard of you two this week. How fucking weak and pathetic are you if you have only been heard of for like 5 days?
So, since you two like to try to mock, here we go…
(He clears his throat, he actually begins to laugh out loud for a moment. Steadying himself, he leans forward.)
Boy howdy cousin. After we here go get into that square thing that has them fancy ropes around it, let’s get back to the barn. Betsy is getting all heated up and you know what that means? I’m gonna put my sister fucker into the honey again and have Betsy lick it clean off, I just love the feel of her tongue.
(Leaning back, his laughter grows to a dark and angry look.)
Look boys, this isn’t Hazzard County, you don’t have the General Lee to jump into to high tail it out of trouble, there will be no Uncle Jessie or Cooter to save your asses.
Bottom line is, I’m gonna fucking hurt you two in ways that you only heard of.
See you two cousin fucking fucks real soon.
(He walks to the camera. He stands there for a moment, as his large fist slams into the camera lens, causing the scene to go to black.)