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Everest in Peace; Prime
Topic Started: Feb 26 2009, 05:01 AM (50 Views)
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Prime: You know, all I hear is bitch, bitch, bitch, Whine, whine, whine. Moan, moan, moan.

Prime says as he fades into view from the passing blackness.

Prime: Apparently, I'm a big dick because I take care of business!

Prime throws his hands up helpless-like and shrugs as well.

Prime: It's not like what I'm doing hasn't been done before! These shady tactics and brutal ass kickings and what not... but because I'm the guy doing it, I'm scrutinized like a mother fucker. Over here I've got El Lumberjacko...

Prime draws our attention to his left side by wiggling about his left hand.

Prime: Whiniets little fuck in all of professional wrestling, announcing in one breath that he's now the most laid back and fun loving dude there ever was all thanks to a life-altering stay in broke-back hospital...

Swaying his head from side to side, Prime pretty well acknowledges Jacks ramblings to potentially be true. Far be it for him to disagree... that would be expected!

Prime: But then in the next breath, he's bithcing and whining and moaning, like I was talking about before, because Sean and I beat his ass and Drake Loves ass last Sunday on ReVolt! And on top of that, he throws down his go-to homoerotic material like I'm suppose to get all offended because some asshole gets off on calling people gay...

Finding himself at a loss for much else, Prime exaggerates a shrug and shakes his head. Seems the days of Jackos A-list material piercing Primes pride have all dried up and withered into dust.

Prime: At least I got top-billing in the Prime slash Madrox gay-love-affair, but I digress... Personally, I hope Blake beats a fucking clue into this sorry sum bitch, not just for our sake here in the SS&S, but for Jackos sake too. He doesn't know if he's coming or going, and I think it's got him so mentally irregular that he lashes out and shit... sad, but whatever. He'll be taken care of I'm sure.

A slight chuckle from the champ.

Prime: So from one issue to the next... Nick Allen.

First, Prime trades our attention from his left hand to his right, and then utters Nicks name with a detectable tone of disappointment.

Prime: I listened to what you had to say, Nick, and to be honest, I'm glad you're taking this match seriously this weekend, because up until you grabbed the Flycore strap for yourself, you've been nothing more than a pathetic sum bitch. And I'm not just saying that to get under your skin. I mean every word of it.

The champ confirms this with a very matter of fact tone of voice, stern eyes, and a wagging finger directed toward us.

Prime: And in a way, you still are that pathetic sum bitch that rolled back into FIW... I mean, just like Jacko, apart from your enthusiasm for this fight come ReVolt, you're just another bitching, whining, and moaning SOB. "The one man I've come close to beating time and time again...".

Prime quotes Nick inside of the bunny ears. And yes, he does indeed gesture them.

Prime: "My Everest..."

He goes on with before an air of disgust surrounds his championship head.

Prime: Jesus Christ, Nick... don't turn back into that guy. Do you remember him? That poetry scrawling slob? The love sick Jaime Lee obsessor? Talk about pathetic! I'll be straight up, it was embarassing just knowing you, let alone sitting back and watching you kick the legs out from under your own damn career! So before you start... stop!

He shouts while holding an opened palm out.

Prime: Just do what it is that Nick Allen was designed to do... chug pints, sing football songs, and job.

Low blow! He knows it too, what with that smug grin and all.

Prime: Because let's be real for a moment, Nick... and maybe a little poetic while we're at it, since it's saddly your deal. I may be your Everest, but you are damn sure no Edmond Hillary. Sir Edmond Hillary, sorry...

Prime eeks at his faux-pas and immediately corrects himself. I think, however, he meant to be sarcastic. No respect... no respect at all!

Prime: You're more like a drunk-ass and bald George Mallory. Basically, Nick... your doomed a fate of constant failure so long as you keep coming after me. And before long, your ignorance and your stupid pride are going to be the death of you.

A grin. And then a thought.

Prime: Actually...

He adds.

Prime: I'll be the death of you, Nick. Just think of my Authority Bomb as one hell of an avalanche. Bottom line, Nick Allen...

Prime says while leaning forward for a more one on one engagment.

Prime: You're not meant to reach the top.
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