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| Tweet Topic Started: Feb 4 2005, 07:43 PM (41 Views) | |
| BleakInfinity | Feb 4 2005, 07:43 PM Post #1 |
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Bleak is seen in his locker room as he sees Xtreme Kitten finish up what he is saying when suddenly a knock is heard at the door. Bleak gets up from the bench and walks toward the door to answer it, he already knows it's Dean. Bleak: Dean, did you see what that freak who thinks he's a cat said about... Bleak opens the door to reveal none other than interviewer Shawn Ayres standing there finishing a choclate and sweating. Bleak: Oh shit, it's you. Shawn licks his fingers from the chocolate and extends his hand to shake Bleak's. Bleak: Uh, no thanks. These hands are beautiful and a fat ass like you is nto getting your filth all over them. Cause unlike your fat ass, these hands have actually touched championship gold. Now, I'm a very busy man so what the hell do you want? Shawn wipes his hands on his pants and chocolate smears all over the legs of the pants. Bleak looks disgusted as Shawn stumbles to find his words. Shawn: Uhmm *wiping sweat* I was wondering if you had seen Xtreme Kitten's comments just a few minutes ago? Bleak: Yeah, I saw them. He pretty much said that Dean and I got beat and that we were a mediocre team. If he wants to see mediocre, he should take a look at himself and his bitch, Loosey too. That's a team that is mediocre personified. He seems to forget all of the times I kicked his ass each time that we met for my ECC. He tried to take that title from me and failed miserable. He never was able to take that title and it still tears him up inside. He hates himself for letting me slip by. He seems to think his little kitty kick or pussy kick or whatever the hell you call it superior to infinity, well I'll tell you something. All his little "move" is is a male version or Trish's chick kick. Now, can a woman possibly have a better move than a man. And Xtreme Kitten is a man, I believe and yes, Trish can still pull off that move even better than he can. He thinks me and Dean aren't a good team well we've kicked more asses and his Bondage are gonna be the next two fools to get their ass handed to them by Bane Security. I've said it before, I will not allow some second ate freaks to take what is rightfull OURS. Shawn stands there and looks blankly at Bleak. Bleak: Holy shit man! What the hell is wrong with you? Shawn suddenly awakes from a day dream. Shawn: Sorry, I was thinking about what to eat when I get home. Bleak sighs. Bleak: No wonder you've never had a girlfriend. And what the fuck is that smell? Bleak sniffs around and looks down at Shawn disgusted. Shawn: I didn't fart. I think I must have stepped in some dog doo outside. Bleak looks down at Shawn with the same disgust. Bleak: You shit your pants, didn't you? Shawn: No I... Before Shawn can answer the door is closed on his face as Bleak is heard cracking up through the door. Shawn lets another one go and walks away. |
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