Post by Deleted on Aug 1, 2014 19:48:29 GMT -6
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Wednesday, July 30, 2014
I wish I was able to celebrate more openly, but I'm guessing Yugo's going to yip and yap louder in my honour anyway.
Oh, before I continue, who's got two thumbs and is the first-ever MSW Tag-Team Champions alongside said Phailer? Yours Truly!
Though I suspect you already knew that.
I'm here backstage borrowing my good friend Robert Fields' laptop, finding a quieter spot in the building while still having access to that precious, precious wifi.
There's a few things I need to make, yes, yes, perfectly clear right this very second:
1) Yes, there was supposed to be an episode of The Boneyard live and in living colour at Back 2 Basics. However, due to a monumental bout of drama-rama, it had to be scrapped. I'll leave it at that, as I don't want to dwell on the snubbing too much.
2) Badger, I already anticipated the scenario your aftermath was going to take, and while I'd personally get in line to break my foot off in your ass, as they used to say, it seems like your hands are full with Daniel Smart right now! I bet you wish you didn't start with him now, huh? And let's not forget, Frank Washington is surely going to want to get his pound of flesh for that wretched albeit expected display of chicanery from you. Good luck, pal!
3) This segues nicely, I feel, into my next thought: bitches be cheap, son! My lack of eloquence notwithstanding, I have not seen a wrestling show any fuller of underhandedness as Back 2 Basics! From The Gentleman's Club's assault on Bobby Langford just before Back 2 Basics proper, to that Decaine nogoodnik sticking his nose where it didn't belong - in the Main Event of all places, even The Johnny himself was given pause at the levels of sinister-osity displayed tonight!
4) Wow. Matt Ward, Chris Williams, Bradyn Saint, Ian Windermear. Wow. Out of earshot from our reigning MSW Champion, many have already uttered impressive kudos towards these four determined dudes. Congratulations are in order to the relative newcomer Chris Williams who, despite a nickname or witty catch-phrase, triumphed over his contemporaries! Chill out, Ward!!
5) Jay B is one third letter of the alphabet away from being my mortal enemy.
6) Is it me, or did Kat actually kick out before three, and the referee simply didn't catch it? I guess it doesn't matter; the referee's decision is final, but don't think I'm going to forget this and not hold it over you, Art-Art!
7) Rounding out my list of thoughts is yet another segue of the Kaiser variety. Peyton. Peyton. Peyton, Peyton, PeytonPeytonPeyton!!! You... there's simply no words to describe you right now. You let big brother dictate your actions, and with one fell swoop, hero no more. Fuck you, Peyton. Though in a strange way, I blame myself. I had every intention of coming up to you before your match because I was concerned. You switched to your rightful Kaiser surname, and something in my brain clicked, but I had a major match to prepare for myself. Still, I had just won my match with The Phailer; there was time to sit you aside and warn you not to fall into Manning's traps. His words are poison, and they can subliminally root themselves into your subconscious. I thought you could resist, but you're too young and Manning's too good at being too evil. This doesn't change how people feel about Manning, Decaine or no Decaine, but you, my friend, who's going to be able to look you in the eyes and vice-versa after tonight? Your asshole brother? Fantastic. I hope it's cosy in your bedroom, it being in Hell and everything.
8) This brings my list of thoughts to an end. I wish I had 10 thoughts to make it a nice round number, but I guess "8" is doubly round, so it's okay. With that being said, number eight will instead be my final thought for this issue of The Boneyard:
Now, I don't speak for The Phailer, so if he has an issue with what I'm about to say, he can by all means let me know. I would like for us to defend out newly-won Tag-Team straps against another team as soon as humanly possible. Anyone I would love to blast with these belts - erm, I mean, defeat soundly in the ring with triumphantly tremendous tandem teamwork, are going to have their hands full for a while. I'll bide my time with them.
So instead, what we're going to do, the Good Yug' willing, is issue a challenge to any two men... on the face of the Earth! Get into the ring and take our belts from us... if you can! We'll leave the challenge up for a while, but if no one has the guts to throw down with the most dominant tag-team in the Show-Me State, then we'll show you all that when it comes to War, The Bonecrushing Phailous fire the first shots or go down in a blaze of glory!
My name is Johnny B., and I approved this message.
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Wednesday, July 30, 2014
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Oh, before I continue, who's got two thumbs and is the first-ever MSW Tag-Team Champions alongside said Phailer? Yours Truly!
Though I suspect you already knew that.
I'm here backstage borrowing my good friend Robert Fields' laptop, finding a quieter spot in the building while still having access to that precious, precious wifi.
There's a few things I need to make, yes, yes, perfectly clear right this very second:
1) Yes, there was supposed to be an episode of The Boneyard live and in living colour at Back 2 Basics. However, due to a monumental bout of drama-rama, it had to be scrapped. I'll leave it at that, as I don't want to dwell on the snubbing too much.
2) Badger, I already anticipated the scenario your aftermath was going to take, and while I'd personally get in line to break my foot off in your ass, as they used to say, it seems like your hands are full with Daniel Smart right now! I bet you wish you didn't start with him now, huh? And let's not forget, Frank Washington is surely going to want to get his pound of flesh for that wretched albeit expected display of chicanery from you. Good luck, pal!
3) This segues nicely, I feel, into my next thought: bitches be cheap, son! My lack of eloquence notwithstanding, I have not seen a wrestling show any fuller of underhandedness as Back 2 Basics! From The Gentleman's Club's assault on Bobby Langford just before Back 2 Basics proper, to that Decaine nogoodnik sticking his nose where it didn't belong - in the Main Event of all places, even The Johnny himself was given pause at the levels of sinister-osity displayed tonight!
4) Wow. Matt Ward, Chris Williams, Bradyn Saint, Ian Windermear. Wow. Out of earshot from our reigning MSW Champion, many have already uttered impressive kudos towards these four determined dudes. Congratulations are in order to the relative newcomer Chris Williams who, despite a nickname or witty catch-phrase, triumphed over his contemporaries! Chill out, Ward!!
5) Jay B is one third letter of the alphabet away from being my mortal enemy.
6) Is it me, or did Kat actually kick out before three, and the referee simply didn't catch it? I guess it doesn't matter; the referee's decision is final, but don't think I'm going to forget this and not hold it over you, Art-Art!
7) Rounding out my list of thoughts is yet another segue of the Kaiser variety. Peyton. Peyton. Peyton, Peyton, PeytonPeytonPeyton!!! You... there's simply no words to describe you right now. You let big brother dictate your actions, and with one fell swoop, hero no more. Fuck you, Peyton. Though in a strange way, I blame myself. I had every intention of coming up to you before your match because I was concerned. You switched to your rightful Kaiser surname, and something in my brain clicked, but I had a major match to prepare for myself. Still, I had just won my match with The Phailer; there was time to sit you aside and warn you not to fall into Manning's traps. His words are poison, and they can subliminally root themselves into your subconscious. I thought you could resist, but you're too young and Manning's too good at being too evil. This doesn't change how people feel about Manning, Decaine or no Decaine, but you, my friend, who's going to be able to look you in the eyes and vice-versa after tonight? Your asshole brother? Fantastic. I hope it's cosy in your bedroom, it being in Hell and everything.
8) This brings my list of thoughts to an end. I wish I had 10 thoughts to make it a nice round number, but I guess "8" is doubly round, so it's okay. With that being said, number eight will instead be my final thought for this issue of The Boneyard:
Now, I don't speak for The Phailer, so if he has an issue with what I'm about to say, he can by all means let me know. I would like for us to defend out newly-won Tag-Team straps against another team as soon as humanly possible. Anyone I would love to blast with these belts - erm, I mean, defeat soundly in the ring with triumphantly tremendous tandem teamwork, are going to have their hands full for a while. I'll bide my time with them.
So instead, what we're going to do, the Good Yug' willing, is issue a challenge to any two men... on the face of the Earth! Get into the ring and take our belts from us... if you can! We'll leave the challenge up for a while, but if no one has the guts to throw down with the most dominant tag-team in the Show-Me State, then we'll show you all that when it comes to War, The Bonecrushing Phailous fire the first shots or go down in a blaze of glory!
My name is Johnny B., and I approved this message.
Starfleet out.