
Originally Posted by
Giddy
Jones: Good one. The fact of the matter is there is no way you win Sunday. Ronaldo is a world class athlete, and you're just a roided up, boring, douche. That's the only way to describe you. You get torn apart on the mic by a "rookie" like me- what does that say about yourself? You're God awful. So keep telling yourself that this Sunday you'll finally have that big breakthrough moment where you finally win the gold, and you'll celebrate- because that won't happen. You will go in the ring confident as ever, get beaten down and lose, like you always do, then make excuses. Then you'll get another chance, because you're such a kissass everyone knows you'll get another chance- but you once again won't get the job done. And it'll keep repeating, because management loves you so much. Because you're a yes man. You're the kinda guy that just brownoses until he gets what he wants, and it's sickening. You don't deserve any of it.
Look at it like this. If you lost the first two they may just've been flukes. The third one- eh, maybe you still have a chance. But by the fourth opportunity you flushed down the toilet you need to realize that you just don't have what it takes. You can keep getting all the opportunities you want, if you're not good enough to get the job done you will never be anything in this business. So keep talking Wells. Because everyone knows that Sunday after the night is over you'll have to backpedal and come up with some bogus excuses to not make yourself look even worse.
Wells: Ronaldo is a world class athlete? And you're calling me brownnosed? Hypocritical and ironic. And you say I'm getting torn up on the mic by a rookie? Well, you got one part right, you are a rookie, but you are in no way tearing me up. You can say whatever you want, I could careless. You are a half champion, that's worse then a man winning a woman's title, so just shut up, don't get so high on yourself, the only thing you'll be remembered for is being beaten by a cheap birthday party illusionist for that half title. I'm roided up? Have EWNCW take a blood test, urine sample, whatever they want, not one artificial product has touched this body, I'm all natural and that is what is killing you on the inside, because you can never have the strength, talent, or ability to win like I will. Yeah, you have a half of a belt, but when my career is done, far down the road, and your's is done, which will be shortly after you get released for being a waste of talent and money, and time of course, you'll have that half of an accolade to brag about with your future roommates in the darkest alley.
I don't kiss ass, I don't yes anyone, I earn what I have earned, I have fought tooth and nail for everything I've accomplished, and throughout my career, that will never change. Management loves me because I'm a great talent, whether your worthless ass or anyone else wants to admit it, because the people who pay your paycheck, the fans know I am. They love me because I fight for them, recognize them, and appreciate them, unlike most of you around here, especially you Jones. When I win the Evolution Title in less then 48 hours, I'll be sure to come to you first, and see you, with nothing, and me with the Evolution Title. I won't need to backpedal, I'm accelerating to the top, and there is no need for excuses, maybe from you and Rumulus, because of how you both lost at Pain For Treasure, but that won't stop you from looking worse after everyone with half a brain's theory comes true, that you suck, and your, "title wins defenses" are flukes. It's going to be Sweet, watching you blubber, while I celebrate.
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