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| Tweet Topic Started: Jul 19 2007, 03:36 AM (46 Views) | |
| Mizery Made | Jul 19 2007, 03:36 AM Post #1 |
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We open up on Grant Rice, his forehead covered in sweat, he's in the ring, leaned back against the turnbuckle. His shirt nearly soaked with sweat aswell. Grant Rice: While everyone else seems to be off partying over at Crackerjack's party, likely peeing in his pool no doubt, I'm here, preparing for my match this week. Sweat begins to build up on his eyebrow, you just know it's going to drop down, or maybe it would if Grant didn't wipe it away with his hand. Grant Rice: I simply don't 'party,' you may call me boring, but I call myself focused, prepared, ready to claim a victory. Grant simulates the victory by slapping his left hand onto his right hand, simulating a 1-2-3 count, actually, it could simulate a tap out victory aswell. Grant Rice: If you want to party... and then compete, go sign up for Big Brother or some shit. Grant shakes his head, guess he's not a fan of Big Brother. Grant Rice: If you want to compete, best step in the ring with me cause I go hard, no fun about it. Grant's head drops to look at the ring as he points to it, his head slowly rises up and his eyes catching the camera again from nearly behind his eyelids as he looks up, a somewhat frightening look, glad I'm behind this screen and not standing in front of him, I may have to wee myself! Grant Rice: This ring; my party, inflicting pain; my intoxication. The corners of Grant's mouth rise into an almost evil grin. Grant Rice: So, Elrick, Ethan, MY party begins Friday, you have your invitations, and I have plenty of 'activities' planned, so don't be late... His right hand rises and his fingers bend down in unison, waving, the grin still on his face. If I was to guess, this isn't a friendly wave, more of a "You times ticking" type of cocky wave. I guess the cameraman thought he was waving to him too because we fade away into goodbye land. |
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