Post by Tony Savage on Dec 12, 2019 2:15:35 GMT -5
Figured those two fucking idiots would do some shit like that...gah...
Two women and a kick to the nutts. That's what it took. All that jabber about how better they were, it was the bush league shit they deployed.
He couldn't blame them; if he had to fight himself, he'd pull some shady shit. Didn't help ease the ache in his balls, but the thought of payback to Britt's ignorant ass did bring a smile to his face.
Plus, that crap Dana pulled, going out of company bounds and fucking with him while he was promoting another company, on their time, that was some of the most insult-full, unprofessional shit he had ever encountered in his career, and considering some of the insects he's dealt with over the years, that was saying a lot.
At this point, whatever she had to say was irrelevant. He was DONE giving her any more notice until it was time to fight, and even then, all she was going to get was a painful lesson.
He almost felt bad about doing what he did online, but considering that annoying motherfucker can't even show common courtesy and not potentially put the company in a risky position by constant running her mouth in the wrong place, wrong time, Tony decided to close her down.
They wanna get petty, oh boy...
Congratulations. You two are the pieces of shit I thought and said you were. Hey, don't blame ya for going that route; way me and Ry were working you two, you needed every advantage you could get. And funny, I'm kind of proud of you two...ow...
Jen Crow showed her true colors. Not only did she NOT have a problem going the dirt-bag route to proceed with her great Crusade, the fucking toilet bowl stain went and tried to start a beef with my other federation by jumping into shit she had no business in.
That's why that fucking moron got herself thrown into the Twitter Phantom Zone; it's one thing to try to get a dime off me here; we're contractually bound here, so, that's part of the game. But going into grounds you have no business in and trying to throw a monkey wrench in things...
Yeah, until further notice, she doesn't even get a name anymore. And I sure as hell am not going to promote her until she fucking learns you don't piss around in place you don't belong. Shit like that starts beefs that move well past a wrestling ring.
Ahhh...*holding a can of cold Pepsi to his sack* God damn...hope wifey wasn't in the mood tonight...
In fact, be honest, Premiere powers that be, it wouldn't be a good idea to book me against her this week until I can get my mind right about what that snake did. I want to beat her, not cut her goddamn head off in front of millions.
And Britt...
Enjoy it. You got me this time. Pretty much slimed your way to victory, but hey, any means necessary, right?
Only one problem; I do have a tendency to repay the favor to people. So, once the boys go down in swelling, I'm gonna do a little shopping tomorrow.
I'ma go down to the shoe store, search the aisles, and find me a nice pair of kicks that'll be the perfect complement to your junk once I get in the ring with you again.
Glad you got a chuckle out of it, I really am. You don't mind when I laugh my ass off...
After I kick your goddamn ovaries into your fucking skull!
Two women and a kick to the nutts. That's what it took. All that jabber about how better they were, it was the bush league shit they deployed.
He couldn't blame them; if he had to fight himself, he'd pull some shady shit. Didn't help ease the ache in his balls, but the thought of payback to Britt's ignorant ass did bring a smile to his face.
Plus, that crap Dana pulled, going out of company bounds and fucking with him while he was promoting another company, on their time, that was some of the most insult-full, unprofessional shit he had ever encountered in his career, and considering some of the insects he's dealt with over the years, that was saying a lot.
At this point, whatever she had to say was irrelevant. He was DONE giving her any more notice until it was time to fight, and even then, all she was going to get was a painful lesson.
He almost felt bad about doing what he did online, but considering that annoying motherfucker can't even show common courtesy and not potentially put the company in a risky position by constant running her mouth in the wrong place, wrong time, Tony decided to close her down.
They wanna get petty, oh boy...
Congratulations. You two are the pieces of shit I thought and said you were. Hey, don't blame ya for going that route; way me and Ry were working you two, you needed every advantage you could get. And funny, I'm kind of proud of you two...ow...
Jen Crow showed her true colors. Not only did she NOT have a problem going the dirt-bag route to proceed with her great Crusade, the fucking toilet bowl stain went and tried to start a beef with my other federation by jumping into shit she had no business in.
That's why that fucking moron got herself thrown into the Twitter Phantom Zone; it's one thing to try to get a dime off me here; we're contractually bound here, so, that's part of the game. But going into grounds you have no business in and trying to throw a monkey wrench in things...
Yeah, until further notice, she doesn't even get a name anymore. And I sure as hell am not going to promote her until she fucking learns you don't piss around in place you don't belong. Shit like that starts beefs that move well past a wrestling ring.
Ahhh...*holding a can of cold Pepsi to his sack* God damn...hope wifey wasn't in the mood tonight...
In fact, be honest, Premiere powers that be, it wouldn't be a good idea to book me against her this week until I can get my mind right about what that snake did. I want to beat her, not cut her goddamn head off in front of millions.
And Britt...
Enjoy it. You got me this time. Pretty much slimed your way to victory, but hey, any means necessary, right?
Only one problem; I do have a tendency to repay the favor to people. So, once the boys go down in swelling, I'm gonna do a little shopping tomorrow.
I'ma go down to the shoe store, search the aisles, and find me a nice pair of kicks that'll be the perfect complement to your junk once I get in the ring with you again.
Glad you got a chuckle out of it, I really am. You don't mind when I laugh my ass off...
After I kick your goddamn ovaries into your fucking skull!