Originally Posted by
68wPayne
IC: And then...and then...and then.... and then I'm gonna go all super saiyan, then I'm gonna catch on fire and teleport around the arena, then I'm gonna shoot lazers out of my eyes. Boy, you should write books or cartoons or somethin' cause yer livin' a fantasy. Here's yer reality check, I am a world class fuckin' rassler. Real life right here boy, lookin' you right in yer beady lil eyes. You can talk all you want about how yer gonna beat me in 10 seconds, and tap me out, and go into overdrive, and rape, pillage, and plunder the local villages, but when it's all said an' done and you're layin' on yer back starin' up at them lights and take that long ass walk to the back, you sit back there in the dressin' room and you'll realize, just like everyone else, that you just ain't good enough. That you had yer ass handed to you by some dirt dumb, backwoods, corn fed, redneck. *pulls two beers out of his cooler, opens one up and places it on the ground in front of him* that's for you buddy. *opens his and raises it up* a toast to the fallen *chugs his beer and throws the can in the bed of the truck*