Post by Badgerman on Jun 29, 2016 22:28:28 GMT -6
Garland is sitting in his warehouse when all of a sudden his phone starts to buzz. He seems caught off guard since no one ever really calls him, as he reaches into his pocket to see a video sent from The MSW. Garland watches Cocheese and Vega yammer on and on, all while shaking his head. He turns the phone around and begins to respond with a video of his own...
Robert Garland - Wow, and I actually thought this match was gonna be hard to win.
Burial attempt you say? Look who's talking. Pretty juvenile shit, man. That's your "A" game? And, here's Theo again just doin' everythin' he can but stand out on his own. The man blends in the background more than him and Barrel's page in The RWD's history book. You're sayin' I'm all over the place? I'm actin' a part instead of bein' the monster that I've claimed to be. You'll see in our match Crew. You'll see what all these years of hardcore wrestlin' actually does to a guy in the end. And speakin' of our match...
We both know the rules here, right? Here's more time on the clock so you can try again. Otherwise, if you wanna act like kids and march on about layin' my girl... Im'a have to take that belt and beat you with it a few times. Have you sit in the corner for a while, you know?
Why don't you try to actually say somethin' of merit for once instead of the same old shit? We both know you're better than this. You want to talk about bomb threats? Please. All those rhymes are nothin' but little fuckin' pebbles. They're what you throw at the window of the girl you like to get her attention. Speakin' of which, you talked a lot more about me than my pals... You crushin' on me bro? You've pretty much just crushed yourselves. You're doin' nothin' but misdirectin' everythin' I've been sayin' over these last few weeks. You try to tear down me, just like you guys tried to tear down Chris. Well? We're over it at this point. It's not gonna work on us anymore... Man. People are sayin' you guys are the best The MSW has to offer... but after that little bit? I actually don't know...
I'm done talkin' to you fools. This is the last you're gonna hear before I concuss the whole lot of you! Black House? More like Black Out!
With that, the screen goes dark and Garland presses send before going back to his business. He wears a smile on his face, thinking fondly of the victory ahead of him.
Robert Garland - Wow, and I actually thought this match was gonna be hard to win.
Burial attempt you say? Look who's talking. Pretty juvenile shit, man. That's your "A" game? And, here's Theo again just doin' everythin' he can but stand out on his own. The man blends in the background more than him and Barrel's page in The RWD's history book. You're sayin' I'm all over the place? I'm actin' a part instead of bein' the monster that I've claimed to be. You'll see in our match Crew. You'll see what all these years of hardcore wrestlin' actually does to a guy in the end. And speakin' of our match...
We both know the rules here, right? Here's more time on the clock so you can try again. Otherwise, if you wanna act like kids and march on about layin' my girl... Im'a have to take that belt and beat you with it a few times. Have you sit in the corner for a while, you know?
Why don't you try to actually say somethin' of merit for once instead of the same old shit? We both know you're better than this. You want to talk about bomb threats? Please. All those rhymes are nothin' but little fuckin' pebbles. They're what you throw at the window of the girl you like to get her attention. Speakin' of which, you talked a lot more about me than my pals... You crushin' on me bro? You've pretty much just crushed yourselves. You're doin' nothin' but misdirectin' everythin' I've been sayin' over these last few weeks. You try to tear down me, just like you guys tried to tear down Chris. Well? We're over it at this point. It's not gonna work on us anymore... Man. People are sayin' you guys are the best The MSW has to offer... but after that little bit? I actually don't know...
I'm done talkin' to you fools. This is the last you're gonna hear before I concuss the whole lot of you! Black House? More like Black Out!
With that, the screen goes dark and Garland presses send before going back to his business. He wears a smile on his face, thinking fondly of the victory ahead of him.
