IWA: Insane Wrestling Association

[AirBourne]

D-Boy: Bring it douchie wells. Smokey book this match! I know you listen, I know you have us on your little baby monitor! Put that douche bag wells in a 1 vs 1 against the best thing you have ever signed! I will finally shut him up. Wells you like to preach your non sense to us, about how you are going to do this and that... you don't do anything. You sit there, you talk your shit, and you walk away from it. So the only thing I ask for this match is you sign some waivers make it a no dq match so when I kick your ass through the fans, or should I say your peeps. I can't wait to beat you down! Bring it wells, you don't have enough water in the your wells to cover all this pardy!

Wells: Bring it, get the match and I'll beat you. That's all I got to say.

[zapphoman]

D-Boy: I have mad respect for Jman, but I'm not his son by any means. I'm much more of a pardier. Hey, I'm glad to bring in new competition. I love the fact that proving haters wrong.

Jaark: Makes sense. If I get a spare moment, I'll let you know. You might want to make sure your insurance is up to snuff before hand. My knees and elbows can feel like fastballs to the body.

[TTC]

D-Boy: Shut your mouth Brock. I don't like you, I didn't like you, and I will never like you. Your a fool, your gimmick was just about to become fresh, but you are too in love with your inane gimmick to care about relevancy.

Brock: I'm D-Boy and I talk out off my ass a lot.

[Dennis]

Wells: Bring it, get the match and I'll beat you. That's all I got to say.

*D-boy starts a letter to Smokey*

Dear Smokey,
Give me a match against that douche wells
Sincerely,
Your boy D-Boy!

Jaark: Makes sense. If I get a spare moment, I'll let you know. You might want to make sure your insurance is up to snuff before hand. My knees and elbows can feel like fastballs to the body.

D-Boy: Hey, I doubt we will see much of each other beings we are in different divisions. You could always team with wells, though, I doubt you can deal with all his douchebaggery.

Brock: I'm D-Boy and I talk out off my ass a lot.

D-Boy: I'm Brock and I have the maturity of a 16 year old.

[TTC]

*D-boy starts a letter to Smokey*

Dear Smokey,
Give me a match against that douche wells
Sincerely,
Your boy D-Boy!

D-Boy: Hey, I doubt we will see much of each other beings we are in different divisions. You could always team with wells, though, I doubt you can deal with all his douchebaggery.

D-Boy: I'm Brock and I have the maturity of a 16 year old.

Brock: Guess what???? Nobody cares about your pathetic anus.

[bearkg88]

Brock: Guess what???? Nobody cares about your pathetic anus.

Divine: First you were Brock, then Jonathan, now Brock again. What are you going to be next week? Mary?

[TTC]

Divine: First you were Brock, then Jonathan, now Brock again. What are you going to be next week? Mary?

Brock: For sure not "No Cares About" Divine.

[Dennis]

Divine: First you were Brock, then Jonathan, now Brock again. What are you going to be next week? Mary?

D-Boy: Divine, I'm just as confused as you. Can we send him away to some mental hospital!? He's crazy! He's loco!

[bearkg88]

Brock: For sure not "No Cares About" Divine.

Divine: You might change your name, but the truth will always remain...you humor sucks...much like your wrestling ability.

D-Boy: Divine, I'm just as confused as you. Can we send him away to some mental hospital!? He's crazy! He's loco!

Divine: Divine is fine with that...the only question is...who do we commit him as?

[TTC]

Divine: You might change your name, but the truth will always remain...you humor sucks...much like your wrestling ability.



Divine: Divine is fine with that...the only question is...who do we commit him as?

Brock: Like you are any good. Maybe at sucking.