Post by Odin Balfore on Apr 20, 2024 18:52:58 GMT -5
So dis what wrestlin haz k-k-k-um totoo - huh - > some motherless TRY-sexual with crocodile tears N lazy gradtitudes and platitudes cryin like Terry Funk in the Alamo-Dome in front of fifty people and the cast of Charoletts web.
N what - you want Ol’ Z just to sit here in the back, eating Hotwings and drink diet cokes like this was the good ol’ Days - aint evah been no good ol’ Days unless Ol’ Z been cookin and aint ever a soul up in here see ol’ Z done cook. Discord would fucking crash like a Boeing 357 over Russian Airspace like that ever happen. The only respite that Teo Blaze got right now iz dat Ol’ Z got clauses in his contract that states that the nuclear Z option is off the table. Talkin bout what can N not be said. Brady Bolt had to memorize it before they handed him General Managerial obligations.
Angelo over here dodging bullets like a feminazi turned trad wife. Karlie Nash aint sucked more dick till World War three boutta pop awf and Gerard Angelo three time world champion.
Just sayin’ Ol’ Z loves the smell of bitch ass Nillas in the mornin and Gerard iz dat Jay Brone with the broken jaw bahone -> runnin up tah try N scoop it up but all he got is his own brain matter in his hands
[ insert Tom Hanks pistolin’ a tank LOL ]
Dats what this is. That's what this iz gone be.
Lucky the fine print screen in red ink: OL Z aint evah bein world champion. Spencer Adams is a cuck piece of shit.
And funny Dat, Spence is my boi and a certified G
Ol’ Z thinks Tort added that last part.
If Z is lyin, he's dyin an Ol’ Z is immortal, let me tell you that right now -> Brotha N sistah jacks.
So whats Ol’ Z got in this game.
Games got tah be played and the heat death of the sun is not enough to describe the burning passion in which Ol’ Z despises that k-k-k-unt Teo Blaze. They gone allow Teo Blaze tah kill the fed with Kindness and gold stars before they allow the realest mother fucker in the fed sniff that belt.
Of course this time, like every other gawd damn time, Ol’ Z gonna come in, trouce a nilla like Villanova.
Like Barcelona
A hostile takeover because homeboy cant get the job done. N they seen how badly he fucked up the CW. Ol’ Z came in and blew life into that division like Klye Rittenhouse blown AR-15 sized holes into pedophiles. Came in and delivered like the Coked Up Slick Willy dat ol’ Z is.
NOw -> dis right here.
When Ol’ Z gots to step in tah hype Ol' Dirty N to boost up a match with Teo and Gerard and
* checks notes *
Muru? Tort, this one of your alts > you huffin glue in the San Diago sun again? Explains a lot. Ya’ll act like you Owe Teo a fucking existence when he’s happy to sit with a belt that time forgot so he can pad stats.
Pad this fuckin dick cuz look where the fuck you are again
This feds so fucked that Ol’ Z has to carry it on his fuckin’ back.
I can hear the discord whispers now. Tatiana about to jump on Canadaian Twitter, Ran by a bunch od pakistani extracts to complain that she’s only loved by the ten total french people left in canada.
Ya’ll up-SET and truss ya boi -> Ol’ Z gets it. He gets it all. He understands ya frustrartion because is the only one to voice that frustration.
The voice of the voiceless.
The real glass of the fake glass genre. When all these pro-> ten -> ten -> tendah’s rip around the squared spoutin about bein best in the world, when ya’ll aint even the best in the morgue. Can’t be the best in the company when you aint even the best in the dog pound -> If’n you get what Ol’ Z been sayin.
Persona Non Grata because you Nillas couldnt handle the truth. Now ya’ll on the cusp, tip and nutsack of handlin those walkin’ papers and for what -> so Teo can get his feel good moment or Gerard Angelo can avoid a subpoena at the P.Diddy, P. Diddle-> kiddie factory and rape imporium. The Meek Mill Anal Express way.
The Justin Beiber 18 hole on the back 9.
Bad Boys fah life.
That's what chu all tell ya selves. That's what cha’ll be doin.
And for what? So Muru can no show because Tort has to Talk about Monster Trucks for fifteen hours a day like Michael Jordan on Moron Mountain.
Whos the Moron, now, G ->
Scrubbin the Hershey highway of lesser men and for what
All this -> gesture into that void son. May it gesture back with extreme prejudice cuz where you all at done goofed all the way up.
Makin legends out of fuckin lemons
And ya’ll drinking that kool aid
And it’s a gawd damned shame.
Ol’ Zdon’t fault the idiots. Just the idiocracy that put them in power.
Ol’ Dirty Balfore, Prime Odin, dat Karma Gawd -> K-k-kall him what chu will but he’s comin for that belt.
Delay but never derailed.
Trust us.