Post by hk on Sept 16, 2007 15:16:52 GMT -6
Scott Lanegan: “Let me start this shit off by saying that I don’t care what anybody says; I’m going up. Just look at all the facts. I’ve only lost twice in singles matches. Twice! And I just started in the wrestling ring. I’m tired of people putting me down, because it’s starting to get really annoying. Big Ci, Mr. Showtime and Buddy Love all have something coming for them.”
Scott Lanegan: “Let me start by saying that Big Ci is just a large piece of human waste. Him and his family proclaim how tall he is. Guess what…I’m taller! I still don’t know why the cum stain still has that Valor Championship on his fat ass.”
Scott Lanegan: “I have nothing against Buddy Love, but does he even deserve to be in these matches? Far as I know, all he does is sit around and party, while jerking off in chat rooms. Is that the type of champion POW needs? No.”
Scott Lanegan: “And there there’s Mr. Showtime, or as I call it, Mr. Lametime. Last week he managed to escape his match and put Shadow in his place. And even before that, he lost to Big Ci actually. So why does he continue to get this special treatment? Sack of pork crackling rinds if you ask me…”
Scott Lanegan: “And so, ladies…gentlemen…I want to say this; at Reckless, I hope everyone will watch me not win once, but twice, in the same night.”
Camera Guy: “You cocky motherf**ker.”
Scott Lanegan: “Huh? I’m just reading off the papers you gave me.”
Camera Guy: “Well, yeah, you’re suppose to come off like that anyway.”
Scott Lanegan: “But does that even fit my personality, man?”
Camera Guy: “Acting yourself? Ha! What are you, Josh Eagles?”
I got off the stool from the promo studio. The green cardboard behind me was starting to get taken down. I stretched my legs and walked out of the studio. The bright sun went across my face as I looked around. I walked down the sidewalk towards the outer city.
Halfway there I stopped at a local McDonalds. I ordered myself a box of 6 chicken nuggets and a double cheeseburger…without the cheese. I exited the small place and started to munch on my burger. I walked down the sidewalk, and ran into an older guy with baggy clothes on. He stopped in front of me.
Bum Guy: “Hey there sonny. I need some cash, I’m starving!”
Scott Lanegan: “Hmm…here, take this.”
I handed him my box of chicken nuggets with 2 inside. He opened it up and groaned.
Bum Guy: “You superstars are all the same. All cheap.”
Scott Lanegan: “You know me?”
Bum Guy: “Of course! You’re the guy from the uhh…the uhh…the…The Bourne Identity! Yeah! Great movie, but you’re an asshole Matt Damon.”
He tossed the box aside and continued walking.
Scott Lanegan: “That guy totally stole my image.”
Scott Lanegan: “Let me start by saying that Big Ci is just a large piece of human waste. Him and his family proclaim how tall he is. Guess what…I’m taller! I still don’t know why the cum stain still has that Valor Championship on his fat ass.”
Scott Lanegan: “I have nothing against Buddy Love, but does he even deserve to be in these matches? Far as I know, all he does is sit around and party, while jerking off in chat rooms. Is that the type of champion POW needs? No.”
Scott Lanegan: “And there there’s Mr. Showtime, or as I call it, Mr. Lametime. Last week he managed to escape his match and put Shadow in his place. And even before that, he lost to Big Ci actually. So why does he continue to get this special treatment? Sack of pork crackling rinds if you ask me…”
Scott Lanegan: “And so, ladies…gentlemen…I want to say this; at Reckless, I hope everyone will watch me not win once, but twice, in the same night.”
Camera Guy: “You cocky motherf**ker.”
Scott Lanegan: “Huh? I’m just reading off the papers you gave me.”
Camera Guy: “Well, yeah, you’re suppose to come off like that anyway.”
Scott Lanegan: “But does that even fit my personality, man?”
Camera Guy: “Acting yourself? Ha! What are you, Josh Eagles?”
I got off the stool from the promo studio. The green cardboard behind me was starting to get taken down. I stretched my legs and walked out of the studio. The bright sun went across my face as I looked around. I walked down the sidewalk towards the outer city.
Halfway there I stopped at a local McDonalds. I ordered myself a box of 6 chicken nuggets and a double cheeseburger…without the cheese. I exited the small place and started to munch on my burger. I walked down the sidewalk, and ran into an older guy with baggy clothes on. He stopped in front of me.
Bum Guy: “Hey there sonny. I need some cash, I’m starving!”
Scott Lanegan: “Hmm…here, take this.”
I handed him my box of chicken nuggets with 2 inside. He opened it up and groaned.
Bum Guy: “You superstars are all the same. All cheap.”
Scott Lanegan: “You know me?”
Bum Guy: “Of course! You’re the guy from the uhh…the uhh…the…The Bourne Identity! Yeah! Great movie, but you’re an asshole Matt Damon.”
He tossed the box aside and continued walking.
Scott Lanegan: “That guy totally stole my image.”