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Post by ΒΑЯЯЕԼ on Apr 19, 2016 20:57:31 GMT -6
"What the hell?! I don't want this!"
Barrel reached out and grabbed Frankie in a bear-hug and allowed himself to fall backwards.
"COUNT, ZEBRA!"
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Post by Frank Washington on Apr 19, 2016 21:03:02 GMT -6
The referee looks absolutely bwildered, simply shaking his head before dropping down to count the pin
1!
2!
3!
NEW Hardcore Champion: Frankie Cocheese
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Post by Frankie Cocheese on Apr 19, 2016 21:05:41 GMT -6
Frankie Cocheese's eyes go wide. He shakes his head and in the middle of the bear hug, right after the 3 count, shouts, "I don't want this shit either!" He rolls onto his back and lets Barrel cover him while in the bear hug.
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Post by Frank Washington on Apr 19, 2016 21:08:25 GMT -6
The referee throws his hands up, shaking his head before dropping back down to count the pin again.
1!
2!
3!
NEW Hardcore Champion: Barrel (2)
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Post by ΒΑЯЯЕԼ on Apr 19, 2016 21:09:43 GMT -6
"NO!"
After hearing the three count being made- Barrel used his size to shift weight towards the left and rolled over to have Frankie covering him again!
"COUNT YOU STUPID REF OR I'LL BREAK YOUR FACE!"
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Post by Frank Washington on Apr 19, 2016 21:11:49 GMT -6
1,2,3!
The referee made a rather quick count, afraid Barrel would actually follow through.
NEW Hardcore Champion: Frankie Cocheese (2)
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Post by Frankie Cocheese on Apr 19, 2016 21:13:23 GMT -6
Frankie gets up off of Barrel now, dusting himself off. "What in the wild blue fuck? Oh, I said that color you don't like." He offers his hand out to shake Barrel's hand. "Let's blow this bullshit."
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Post by ΒΑЯЯЕԼ on Apr 19, 2016 21:15:37 GMT -6
Barrel embraces in the handshake as they avoid the Hardcore Championship like a leper.
"Let these fools fight it out."
Barrel kicked the Hardcore Title toward The Parakeet as The Capital Crew walked off.
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Post by Drew Stevenson on Apr 19, 2016 21:17:18 GMT -6
Seeing the opportunity right in front of me,I drape my arm over Harris hoping to become a record setting five time champion.
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Post by Frank Washington on Apr 19, 2016 21:28:08 GMT -6
The referee raises the Parakeet's wing, awarding him the title.
NEW Hardcore Champion: The Parakeet (5)
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Post by Lebroc Harris on Apr 19, 2016 22:53:46 GMT -6
5 Time He won the title, that means 5 time he is destined to lose the title as well and make no mistake, LeBroc wouldn't let these snobs take that belt away from him. The Man got back to his feet. Watching Parakeet armed raised with the Hardcore title, Lebroc uses fist and punch him from behind, giving Parakeet the low blow and then ultimately giving him the old school boy pin for the cover
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Post by Chris Williams on Apr 19, 2016 22:57:12 GMT -6
I'm just mortified that you just LOW-BLOWED a Parakeet...
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Post by Drew Stevenson on Apr 20, 2016 0:08:05 GMT -6
After having been low blowed by that dirty Harris, I managed to get my shoulder up off of the ground before the referee can count the three. Grabbing the championship in my beak; I quickly ran off to safety as I didn't want none of him right now.
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Post by Mother Russia Account Now on Apr 20, 2016 7:45:51 GMT -6
Frank Debauchee lays in slumber in his pee-jay's dreaming his sweet innocent dreams. Suddenly his upper lip begins to rattle, shaking as his mustache takes life.
It hops off Frank's face and tip toes for the door not to wake his precious owner. Rolling underneath it now proceeds on its mission of destruction. IT IS BAD GUY!
Zeroing in on the location of the parakeet using its Mustachey-sense, it plots the birds demise. We see our valiant mustache standing a top a hill over looking the park. A red bandana tied around his "head" all Rambo-esk, the end ribbons flapping in the breeze.
He sees that hobo son of a bitch basking in a bird bath, celebrating his fifth reign with glee. Tossing water and trying to persuade doves to touch his penis.
While he's distracted the mustache tactical rolls through the grass, slithering across on all fours. That's when the parakeet notices! The mustache has no choice but to play coy. Inching across imitating a caterpillar. Oh but that's the parakeets weakness, such a tasty treat! The parakeet swoops down, soaring like an eagle with Down syndrome. Before his feet even touch the ground STUNNER! BAH GAWD HE BROKE HIM IN HALF!
The mustache goes for the pin.
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Post by Drew Stevenson on Apr 20, 2016 13:25:58 GMT -6
Basically having my neck ripped off, I somehow managed to get the shoulder up and I don't know if it was instincts or what – but I managed to survive which is what a good parakeet does. Digging my Little bird claws into his face, I managed to kick him off of me and then, I immediately grabbed my title and run for the hills.
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