Divine: rip on divine all you want...but divine has seen you two wrestle. Who was your trainer? Bo bo the clown?
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D-boy: Don't let our gimmick fool you divine, we know how to get shit done. I respect the hell out of you divine but here's the thing, that means that to the pardy, your just one giant ass target. Your arrogance is your weakness chris, and trust me when Rymac and I get the chance we will cash in on that weakness. We will make you washed up old news faster than the internet made newspapers obsolete. You don't trust us, Then wait and see than divine. Here's a beer Divine, good luck at dfi... you won't need it though, when you really need the luck is when two moster pardiers are coming to get themselves a piece of the living legend.
Drek:...........
Macoonie:...........
Drek:.........BWHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! You're kidding me, right?! Pleaaaaaaase tell me you're joking! You're gonna beat the both of us?! Let me remind you of something. We're an asset to this company. Number one face tag team on the roster, walking merchandise stands, over with the crowd, and a bunch of "pardy" monkeys are gonna beat us? C'mon, man! Even YOU can't be that stupid!
Macoonie: Buncha tanning freaks. A little liquid courage and they're hot shit all of a sudden? Pretty pathetic if you ask me. And since you clowns like to "pardy", how's about a drinking game? Take a shot for every fuck that we give about you, your "parides", your lame threats and your uninspiring gimmick?
Drek: I think you'll find yourself quite sober my friend. :D
Drek: Actually, it was Doink the Clown. Pretty nice guy. All around, wasn't a bad training experience. We've even got pics of him in costume if you'd like to check 'em out.
Macoonie: And some pictures of some of the women in the dressing room. ;)
Drek: What the?! When you'd take those?!
Macoonie: When you weren't looking.
D-boy: But there is the thing Drouche and madouche, We all know that you care about the pardy. you can hide it like your little white lie, but we know it's true. Since we announced our team is coming to IWA you boys haven't had your mouths shut about us. And that's great, We know you fear us Kayfab. Rymac and I could give a shit who you are, or what you mean to this company, we are here for gold. I don't need to appease anyone on my way to it either. We plan to earn or stay here. If that means we have to beat down the dynamic douche duo, trust me The Pardy Boyz are up for the challenge.
Divine: divine doesnt want one of your damn beers. And secondly, do you know how frigging retarded you sound? "Uh duh...we dah pardy boyz...we no no how to spell so we use d in party. Uh ha, we funny, and we losers, but shh, dont tell anyone"..well divine is going to let the cat out of the bag, if anyone ever faces the pardy boyz itll be like telling kids on a short bus to get off and as they walk out, hitting them in the face with a baseball bat. Would it be funny as hell? Sure. But would a little bit of your conscience die in that moment, yup.
Divine: divine doesnt need pictures of the senior citizen brigade nude chumpete 1 and chumpette 2. Divine needs you two to do what you do best. Writing your funny as hell blogs, and leave the wrestling and entertainment to divine.
Macoonie: A challenge? How's about this? Find a gimmick that's not so irritable and annoying and then come back to us, m'kay?
Drek: Better yet, we challenge you to not say the word "pardy" for a day. That'll tear them apart!
Macoonie: No, no, no! I got one! I got one! I challenge you to turn your asses in the other direction and step out of this company before you get hurt. Black Blooded, Kayfabulous, The Infection, either way, you're grass when you step in the ring with real wrestling tag teams. You're about as lethal as The Heart Throbs.
Drek: Now don't be rude. Not even they sucked as hard as these guys.