The jokes just keep coming, don’t they Lester?
Hurr hurr, I can make a million jokes about your name like everyone else.
Shut the fuck up, Moregrimes.
Anyone rocking a name that rhymes with “war crimes” deserves to be locked up somewhere, whether it’s a jail cell or a mental hospital. For you, though? I think a walk-in freezer will do just fine.
That’s right, Lester…you need to chill out.
Flailing around your words hoping something will land, but it’s time to bring you down to earth with some more facts and figures.
Bringing my parents into the conversation is juvenile, but since you wanna know so much about my family…the Eternal Circle is my family, now. My parents failed me years and years ago, but my goddess never fails. So you can miss me with that sentimental bullshit.
But really, that’s your M.O. isn’t it? You accuse me of flip-flopping on points and yet you do the same damn thing. You talk down my accomplishments here like they mean nothing, but then run your mouth about Sean Stevens because, in your own words, he mattered once upon a time.
Good job, nice to know you can do research too.
Too bad no one cares.
Wasn’t that your main point this whole week? That no one will care whether you win or lose this fight?
That’s a damn shame, Lester. A damn crying shame.
So much potential in you, and yet it’s all wasted away on “everything is meaningless” promos.
I’ll let you in on a little secret, Lester…even if no one else cares how badly I beat you this Saturday, I care.
I care a lot.
I am always motivated to do better, no matter what obstacles I need to overcome.
But you? You clearly don’t have that attitude, and that disappoints me greatly.
At this point though, I’m not even worried if you care or not…if you wanna make this easier for me, I’ll take it.
Because all meat gets cooked on our grill, no matter how tender.
How’s that for a punch line, Lester?
I can run you down with jokes of varying levels of quality if I wanted to, but I really don’t. I’ll leave the terrible comedy act to someone else.
I’d much rather just beat the lackadaisical attitude out of you. Maybe I can make you care the hard way.
Either way, I will take this victory for what it is, a stepping stone to something greater.
For the glory of my goddess, for the respect I so rightfully deserve.
See you in the cage, ya filthy animal.
Hail Eris, hail Discordia.