Post by Karlie Nash on Oct 14, 2021 3:39:20 GMT -5
The Drive from Des Moines to Minnesota seemed like it would never end, losing has that type of effect on someone, as the miles pass slowly, the realization slowly sets in, maybe singles glory just isn’t meant to be.
Passing the Welcome To Minnesota sign, I felt the relief of the long trip reaching its end. I smiled as Audrey slept peacefully in the passenger's seat. Finally the compound came into view, and pulling into my residence, Audrey awoke and wiped her eyes.
Hello sleepy head.
Audrey unfastened her seat belt.
Sorry you didn’t win Dear.
It’s okay, it wasn’t meant to be.
We entered the house and collapsed on the couch.
Wednesday. Baja, Mexico
One
Two
Three.
Announcer: Here are your winners and still, Mexican tag team champions, Red, White, and Bruised.
Karlie smirks as she raises the Mexican tag team title belt.
Do, all you dirty gringos understand now, the best team your country has just got demolished by us.
Karlie smirks as someone holds up a LWO sign.
Yeah, those losers, huh, funny how we’re in their country, and they don’t have the balls to show themselves, maybe we need to turn our backs.
Karlie and Nikola turn their backs and LWO doesn't appear.
Karlie: Just what we thought, no guts.
Nikola and Karlie leave the ring and exit the arena.
Sometime later.
Karlie and Tracy are leaving the gym.
Tracy: You know what you have to do at Execution.
Karlie: Yes, and believe me I will, I’m sick of Rey Riddler and his loser sidekick, and I have no intention of allowing Rey fucking Riddler to spray paint me.
Tracy: I get what they've been trying to do, make their fame at your expense, but have somehow managed to fail at every turn, no one is talking about the LWO because no one cares about the LWO.
Karlie: Exactly, after Execution, no one will no that Rey Riddler and the LWO ever existed
As they reach the car, someone walks up to them.
Person: Hey Karlie, can I get your autograph?
Karlie: No Problem
Karlie smiles and signs their Red, White, and Bruised t-shirt, the person smiles.
Person: Thanks
Karlie: No problem.
Person: I look forward to watching you beat the loser at Execution, paint him from head to toe.
Karlie: I intend to.
The person walks off, Karlie and Tracy drive off.
Several hours later.
Proverbs 24:16 For the righteous falls seven times and rises again, but the wicked stumble in times of calamity.
Rey the question you have to ask yourself is why do you continue to stumble, why is that you’ve achieved nothing in Action Wrestling, the answer is Rey you are nothing, and you fail to realize that every tag team that has tried to make their name at the expense of Red, White, and Bruised have failed in their efforts, we’re still here and they have faded into obscurity, never to be heard from again.
Rey, you were handed your golden opportunity to get you fifteen minutes of notoriety, the cruiserweight title contender tournament, imagine Rey, back to back weeks you beat the most celebrated tag team in Cruiserclash history, imagine all the interviews, all the television appearances, all the…
Karlie stops herself from laughing.
But you didn’t do that, did you Rey, you stepped into the ring several weeks ago with someone everyone treats as my lesser, and she walked right through you, beat you in the middle of the ring and well you ate a chair shot from yours truly. Sure you and Jugo attacked me last week, but you weren’t even smart enough to finish the job.
At, Execution Rey, I do what I do best, finish the job, and I’ll enjoy painting your beaten broken ass Red, White, and Blue, and sending you back to that cesspool of a country you call home.
Karlie pans around to show Selma Hayek holding a sign.
Buen culo pendejo
Good riddance, asshole.
Passing the Welcome To Minnesota sign, I felt the relief of the long trip reaching its end. I smiled as Audrey slept peacefully in the passenger's seat. Finally the compound came into view, and pulling into my residence, Audrey awoke and wiped her eyes.
Hello sleepy head.
Audrey unfastened her seat belt.
Sorry you didn’t win Dear.
It’s okay, it wasn’t meant to be.
We entered the house and collapsed on the couch.
Wednesday. Baja, Mexico
One
Two
Three.
Announcer: Here are your winners and still, Mexican tag team champions, Red, White, and Bruised.
Karlie smirks as she raises the Mexican tag team title belt.
Do, all you dirty gringos understand now, the best team your country has just got demolished by us.
Karlie smirks as someone holds up a LWO sign.
Yeah, those losers, huh, funny how we’re in their country, and they don’t have the balls to show themselves, maybe we need to turn our backs.
Karlie and Nikola turn their backs and LWO doesn't appear.
Karlie: Just what we thought, no guts.
Nikola and Karlie leave the ring and exit the arena.
Sometime later.
Karlie and Tracy are leaving the gym.
Tracy: You know what you have to do at Execution.
Karlie: Yes, and believe me I will, I’m sick of Rey Riddler and his loser sidekick, and I have no intention of allowing Rey fucking Riddler to spray paint me.
Tracy: I get what they've been trying to do, make their fame at your expense, but have somehow managed to fail at every turn, no one is talking about the LWO because no one cares about the LWO.
Karlie: Exactly, after Execution, no one will no that Rey Riddler and the LWO ever existed
As they reach the car, someone walks up to them.
Person: Hey Karlie, can I get your autograph?
Karlie: No Problem
Karlie smiles and signs their Red, White, and Bruised t-shirt, the person smiles.
Person: Thanks
Karlie: No problem.
Person: I look forward to watching you beat the loser at Execution, paint him from head to toe.
Karlie: I intend to.
The person walks off, Karlie and Tracy drive off.
Several hours later.
Proverbs 24:16 For the righteous falls seven times and rises again, but the wicked stumble in times of calamity.
Rey the question you have to ask yourself is why do you continue to stumble, why is that you’ve achieved nothing in Action Wrestling, the answer is Rey you are nothing, and you fail to realize that every tag team that has tried to make their name at the expense of Red, White, and Bruised have failed in their efforts, we’re still here and they have faded into obscurity, never to be heard from again.
Rey, you were handed your golden opportunity to get you fifteen minutes of notoriety, the cruiserweight title contender tournament, imagine Rey, back to back weeks you beat the most celebrated tag team in Cruiserclash history, imagine all the interviews, all the television appearances, all the…
Karlie stops herself from laughing.
But you didn’t do that, did you Rey, you stepped into the ring several weeks ago with someone everyone treats as my lesser, and she walked right through you, beat you in the middle of the ring and well you ate a chair shot from yours truly. Sure you and Jugo attacked me last week, but you weren’t even smart enough to finish the job.
At, Execution Rey, I do what I do best, finish the job, and I’ll enjoy painting your beaten broken ass Red, White, and Blue, and sending you back to that cesspool of a country you call home.
Karlie pans around to show Selma Hayek holding a sign.
Buen culo pendejo
Good riddance, asshole.