Post by RAM on Apr 22, 2024 4:17:09 GMT
"One fried Ducky down.
Many more like him to go.
I hear lots of folks askin' me this one question...why? Why, RAM, have you decided to become extra brutal to people these days?! Truth is, y'all can ask me about anything you want, but a hundred percent of the time...I'll answer the question in the exact same way I answered it last Christmas.
I'm sick and tired and bein' addressed as a Gilmore clone!
It's sickenin', really. It's so depressin'...then again, it's also fuckin' RICH of them to say it! 'Cuz throughout the ten years of so IWF has existed, it's developed a shadow that's never truly been broken. A spectre of checkin' off the right boxes in order to get ahead, that kind of thing. Have parents who are bona fide Hall of Famers? You're good to go. Wear a bunch of stupid, fake-ass warpaint and call yourself a god? You've got it made.
Not on MY watch, bubbas -- and speakin' of the latter?
NEXT!
Hellscream.
Here we go again, another one in a long list of freaks that think plasterin' themselves with facepaint is good for TV. What we have here, though...is someone who'd rather spend hours playin' WoW than actually doin' SOMETHIN' good in a ring! I bet it must make you feel really good, knowin' that you can get your jollies off pretendin' to be some video game character who thinks he's got a bad disposition.
I'm just curious, though...did you need mommy and daddy to make you look good?!
Did you need somebody else in order to get you over in life?!
Heh, it really doesn't matter what you might think -- 'cuz I'm gonna do the thinkin' for you. Everything I've done in this business, it's all on me. I don't need no stupid mask or whatever for me to say that I'm gonna go out and DO somethin'! I got out there and do it, okay?!
I put people like you...in their place.
Cast down with the other rejects who'll never make the main roster.
I don't think you understand me, spanky. I don't think you have the mental capacity to ditch the dumb-ass video game gimmick and make somethin' of yourself. In this business, you either evolve...or you suffer...and thanks to the legal stuff I'm takin' to dull away the pain I'm feelin' after grindin' every day?! I'll be pickin' curtain number two.
Game over, Hellscream.
There ain't gonna be no continues this time."
PROMO WORD COUNT: 413
Many more like him to go.
I hear lots of folks askin' me this one question...why? Why, RAM, have you decided to become extra brutal to people these days?! Truth is, y'all can ask me about anything you want, but a hundred percent of the time...I'll answer the question in the exact same way I answered it last Christmas.
I'm sick and tired and bein' addressed as a Gilmore clone!
It's sickenin', really. It's so depressin'...then again, it's also fuckin' RICH of them to say it! 'Cuz throughout the ten years of so IWF has existed, it's developed a shadow that's never truly been broken. A spectre of checkin' off the right boxes in order to get ahead, that kind of thing. Have parents who are bona fide Hall of Famers? You're good to go. Wear a bunch of stupid, fake-ass warpaint and call yourself a god? You've got it made.
Not on MY watch, bubbas -- and speakin' of the latter?
NEXT!
Hellscream.
Here we go again, another one in a long list of freaks that think plasterin' themselves with facepaint is good for TV. What we have here, though...is someone who'd rather spend hours playin' WoW than actually doin' SOMETHIN' good in a ring! I bet it must make you feel really good, knowin' that you can get your jollies off pretendin' to be some video game character who thinks he's got a bad disposition.
I'm just curious, though...did you need mommy and daddy to make you look good?!
Did you need somebody else in order to get you over in life?!
Heh, it really doesn't matter what you might think -- 'cuz I'm gonna do the thinkin' for you. Everything I've done in this business, it's all on me. I don't need no stupid mask or whatever for me to say that I'm gonna go out and DO somethin'! I got out there and do it, okay?!
I put people like you...in their place.
Cast down with the other rejects who'll never make the main roster.
I don't think you understand me, spanky. I don't think you have the mental capacity to ditch the dumb-ass video game gimmick and make somethin' of yourself. In this business, you either evolve...or you suffer...and thanks to the legal stuff I'm takin' to dull away the pain I'm feelin' after grindin' every day?! I'll be pickin' curtain number two.
Game over, Hellscream.
There ain't gonna be no continues this time."
PROMO WORD COUNT: 413
Well howdy there pardner.