Post by Shane Striker on Dec 1, 2021 17:31:33 GMT -5
Shane Striker
You stupid skanky dumb fucking bitch. How dare you cross paths with THE MAJOR himself, Shane Striker. I'm the god damn man around Action Wrestling and you bat your fuckin' eyes at the dumb crowd and they go crazy for you. I bet your spreading your legs for Kidsgrove and any other man who comes around because thats all you want.. to be attached to any fucking real star around here. You were a Television Champion? My God, that doesn't shock me. Jobber belts should go to jobber wrestlers! You're being porked by every jobber around while Team Extreme is doing the real work in AW and that's winning matches week in and week out!
You've done nothing but flutter around like a stupid butterfly doing whatever you can to stay relevant but this shit stops at Turmoil. We're done with this shit. This is a NON-issue for us. Once we make quick work for this new fucking stupid team called Fortitude, we'll be well on our way to the top for 2022 just like we always said we would, just like it was destined to be! This is war, Katherine Hastings, I'm assuming you've never been to war, just one of those dogs who fucks all the men while they're gone, huh? Yeah. Kitty Kat you're in for a long night in Chicago, I hope you brought a first aid kid. Bitch.
Beefer
Oh so Zooey has been secretly training, huh? Zooey has been working on her in-ring game, huh? Wow. Shocker. Surprise. I'm done chewing on this SARCASM because at Turmoil all of this ends and the main course is me swallowing a big ol' victory after I pin youre stupid looking ass, Zooey. Here's whats Happening, Zooey. You're going to get into that ring, and get beaten like Your Idiot Brother. Zooey, get ready to get chewed up and spit out, because unlike every beta skinny little man who talks to you, I'm not eating you, Zooey. Yes, Man, you're getting tossed and bossed, you're getting chewed and screwed, and Team Extreme will stand tall after Turmoil. There is no 3 superstars who can do what we do. We've seen Philodor and The Following and you know who is still around? Team Extreme. Know who still exists? Team Extreme. Know who still kicks ass and takes name together? Team Extreme!
This is one night in the winter, not 500 days of Summer, and you're not a professional wrestler. You haven't been given the hotdog and a 5 dollar handshake. You haven't slept in the backseat of your car and paid your dues. You haven't been chopped on your 40th birthday by a Japanese strongstyle wrestler while drinking budweisers in a back alley of a shithole town in Iowa. You don't know what it takes to be an AW Superstar, you don't know what it takes to make it here, you have no idea how professional wrestling works and for that you're going to be exposed, you'll be destroyed, and you'll be eviscerated at Turmoil! We aren't just working with our hands, we're working with our weapons, we're doing things no one will see comin' and thats what makes Team Extreme the Violent Destroyers, Zooey, I'm Bam Beefer for crying outloud, look at me, YOU CAN'T DO SHIT TO ME!! IM TO FUCKING FAT, YOU BITCH!
RBD
And then theres that piece of shit Sam Kidsgrove. Bro, Netflix is for fucking pussies, bro. Your shit fucking sucks. Your movies fucking suck. I can't fucking stand you, bro. Every time I look at your precious fucking face bro, I want to smash it in. I can't stand the way you talk. The way you walk around the lockerroom and use your fucking hands when you talk bro pisses me the fuck off. I fucking can't stand it. I fuckin' can't stand you, man. I fucking hate you. I hate everything about you. You're exactly what everyone says about you. A scummy fucking liar, bro and I fucking can't stand you. I swear to god, you're going to look at me wrong at Turmoil, bro and I'm going to smash your face into a million pieces.
You float around the ring like your some sort of fucking hot shot. You have Jim Carreys phone number or some shit bro, I don't give a fuck. Fuck Jim Carrey, fuck Adam Driver or whoever that dork fucking star trek guy is and fuck Sam Kidsgrove. All you fucking actors aren't shit and I can't wait to fuck you up in my ring, bitch boy. You walk around in the back like we all owe you some sort of fucking respect, cause why? You're on netflix bro? Fuck Netflix. Fuck that shit, bro, waste of fucking time for dorks who have no fucking lives.
Your movie was shitty. I don't care that it broke box office records and everyone fucking talks about it on twitter and shit, no one gives a fuck about that, that movie fucking sucks. I watched that shit for 3 minutes and wanted to put a chair through your throat. I hope your next film is about you having a fucked up face and a gash in your neck with a 100 stitches cause I'm going to fucking gut you like a stupid fucking fish, you bitch.
I'm going to beat you fucking bad, bro. I'm going to make you fucking runaway like that little bitch who said he was king of the deathmatch. What a fucking quitter that bitch. Corey Black fucking bitch ass too. I'll beat all your fucking asses cause I'm fucking sick of these fake wannabee mother fuckers taking what they think is theirs. It aint. I fight for everything I ever fucking had and I'm gonna fucking maim you at Turmoil, Kidsgrove just for fucking looking at me. Netflix mother fucker going to get your ass killed out here if you don't stop fucking around.
Shane Striker
And that's just it, Fortitude. You got branding, cool. You got yourself a cute fucking name and some dumb jobbers and an inexperienced actress turned wrestler just like Kidsgrove. Cute. Pretty. But it isn't real. Team Extreme is real. We're here to stay. When Fortitude breaks up for Evolution season so Kidsgrove can go into his blood feud with whatever hot topic piece of shit who thinks he can run a cult, we'll still be here... doing what we do. Breaking faces that look just like yours.
See you three at Turmoil. We'll be the ones dressed to fight.
You stupid skanky dumb fucking bitch. How dare you cross paths with THE MAJOR himself, Shane Striker. I'm the god damn man around Action Wrestling and you bat your fuckin' eyes at the dumb crowd and they go crazy for you. I bet your spreading your legs for Kidsgrove and any other man who comes around because thats all you want.. to be attached to any fucking real star around here. You were a Television Champion? My God, that doesn't shock me. Jobber belts should go to jobber wrestlers! You're being porked by every jobber around while Team Extreme is doing the real work in AW and that's winning matches week in and week out!
You've done nothing but flutter around like a stupid butterfly doing whatever you can to stay relevant but this shit stops at Turmoil. We're done with this shit. This is a NON-issue for us. Once we make quick work for this new fucking stupid team called Fortitude, we'll be well on our way to the top for 2022 just like we always said we would, just like it was destined to be! This is war, Katherine Hastings, I'm assuming you've never been to war, just one of those dogs who fucks all the men while they're gone, huh? Yeah. Kitty Kat you're in for a long night in Chicago, I hope you brought a first aid kid. Bitch.
Beefer
Oh so Zooey has been secretly training, huh? Zooey has been working on her in-ring game, huh? Wow. Shocker. Surprise. I'm done chewing on this SARCASM because at Turmoil all of this ends and the main course is me swallowing a big ol' victory after I pin youre stupid looking ass, Zooey. Here's whats Happening, Zooey. You're going to get into that ring, and get beaten like Your Idiot Brother. Zooey, get ready to get chewed up and spit out, because unlike every beta skinny little man who talks to you, I'm not eating you, Zooey. Yes, Man, you're getting tossed and bossed, you're getting chewed and screwed, and Team Extreme will stand tall after Turmoil. There is no 3 superstars who can do what we do. We've seen Philodor and The Following and you know who is still around? Team Extreme. Know who still exists? Team Extreme. Know who still kicks ass and takes name together? Team Extreme!
This is one night in the winter, not 500 days of Summer, and you're not a professional wrestler. You haven't been given the hotdog and a 5 dollar handshake. You haven't slept in the backseat of your car and paid your dues. You haven't been chopped on your 40th birthday by a Japanese strongstyle wrestler while drinking budweisers in a back alley of a shithole town in Iowa. You don't know what it takes to be an AW Superstar, you don't know what it takes to make it here, you have no idea how professional wrestling works and for that you're going to be exposed, you'll be destroyed, and you'll be eviscerated at Turmoil! We aren't just working with our hands, we're working with our weapons, we're doing things no one will see comin' and thats what makes Team Extreme the Violent Destroyers, Zooey, I'm Bam Beefer for crying outloud, look at me, YOU CAN'T DO SHIT TO ME!! IM TO FUCKING FAT, YOU BITCH!
RBD
And then theres that piece of shit Sam Kidsgrove. Bro, Netflix is for fucking pussies, bro. Your shit fucking sucks. Your movies fucking suck. I can't fucking stand you, bro. Every time I look at your precious fucking face bro, I want to smash it in. I can't stand the way you talk. The way you walk around the lockerroom and use your fucking hands when you talk bro pisses me the fuck off. I fucking can't stand it. I fuckin' can't stand you, man. I fucking hate you. I hate everything about you. You're exactly what everyone says about you. A scummy fucking liar, bro and I fucking can't stand you. I swear to god, you're going to look at me wrong at Turmoil, bro and I'm going to smash your face into a million pieces.
You float around the ring like your some sort of fucking hot shot. You have Jim Carreys phone number or some shit bro, I don't give a fuck. Fuck Jim Carrey, fuck Adam Driver or whoever that dork fucking star trek guy is and fuck Sam Kidsgrove. All you fucking actors aren't shit and I can't wait to fuck you up in my ring, bitch boy. You walk around in the back like we all owe you some sort of fucking respect, cause why? You're on netflix bro? Fuck Netflix. Fuck that shit, bro, waste of fucking time for dorks who have no fucking lives.
Your movie was shitty. I don't care that it broke box office records and everyone fucking talks about it on twitter and shit, no one gives a fuck about that, that movie fucking sucks. I watched that shit for 3 minutes and wanted to put a chair through your throat. I hope your next film is about you having a fucked up face and a gash in your neck with a 100 stitches cause I'm going to fucking gut you like a stupid fucking fish, you bitch.
I'm going to beat you fucking bad, bro. I'm going to make you fucking runaway like that little bitch who said he was king of the deathmatch. What a fucking quitter that bitch. Corey Black fucking bitch ass too. I'll beat all your fucking asses cause I'm fucking sick of these fake wannabee mother fuckers taking what they think is theirs. It aint. I fight for everything I ever fucking had and I'm gonna fucking maim you at Turmoil, Kidsgrove just for fucking looking at me. Netflix mother fucker going to get your ass killed out here if you don't stop fucking around.
Shane Striker
And that's just it, Fortitude. You got branding, cool. You got yourself a cute fucking name and some dumb jobbers and an inexperienced actress turned wrestler just like Kidsgrove. Cute. Pretty. But it isn't real. Team Extreme is real. We're here to stay. When Fortitude breaks up for Evolution season so Kidsgrove can go into his blood feud with whatever hot topic piece of shit who thinks he can run a cult, we'll still be here... doing what we do. Breaking faces that look just like yours.
See you three at Turmoil. We'll be the ones dressed to fight.