Post by Azurine Vebbins on Nov 8, 2020 23:47:38 GMT -5
Azurine Vebbins surveys surreal surroundings while dressed demurely. She sports a green Ruphedy French Beret Beanie, a Khaki Dickies Short Sleeve Work Shirt, simple satin sash draped across, and a green Mini EXCHIC Flared Skater Skirt. In light of recent events, she decides to record from her Washington, D.C. hotel room to conscientiously social distance.
Azurine Vebbins: Attention Action Wrestlin’ chanters, tomorrow night at CruiserClash I’ll be partnered wid comrade Kolya against “Sanctimoniously Stubborn” as well as “Scout Haughty” Stella Slater and contrastin’ly courteous Flop. Admittedly, it’s a sanctioned contest I was butter knife dull on given I’m presently pursuin’ and ponderin’ da Women’s Championship at Dir-teen. It’s no-din’ personal, but preparin’ for a multiple-maiden merengue takes a higher trainin’ toll dan arm stretches and taggin’ drills. All da same, we will be competin’ on World Freedom Day which celebrates da Berlin Wall crumblin’ away to unify East Germany wid West Germany. Similar to what transpired last night wid da projected announcement of President-Elect Joe Biden, da burdensome barrier bein’ broken was a crucial step towards endin’ Soviet-style Communism. Since my opponent revealed her political predilections, I’ll do likewise. I’m a progressive socialist inasmuch dat I prefer viewin’ a brighter future, discrimination-free, and I care immensely for da social well-bein’ of my fellow citizens. I also became a naturalized American citizen since I openly embrace dis land of opportunity. Yes, even dough we haven’t met face-to-face, I imagine Kolya holds similar sentiments. After all, he was grew up in a delightfully more democratic Russia.
Now, my alternately aggrieved adversary may tout dat she and Flop are verbally sympatico since dey bode speak English. What Stella fails to recognize, however, is dat even wid diminished capacity...da Capital One Arena’s gonna sound defeanin’. In dat swellin’ sea of silence she’ll need to communicate nonverbally if deyr’s a Hasbro Monopoly Chance of her survivin’ dis soiree. Like da Girls Scouts’ motto states: be prepared. Dat’s anoder advantage shared by Kolya and I: we are well-versed in da universal language of tag-team wrestlin’. Wheder it’s a hot tag, rememberin’ da zebra’s countin’ cadence to make sure we exit before dey flash five phalanges, and/or orchestratin’ effective tandem offense, da two of us shall expertly exercise our freedom of expression. Plus, well, deyr’s still plenty of room on dis sash for a Shush Stella Slater’s Tush Badge.
Mrs. Vebbins smiles sweetly as her camera focuses on a message written on the back of her work shirt: We Won’t Exclude ANY Girl.
Azurine Vebbins: Attention Action Wrestlin’ chanters, tomorrow night at CruiserClash I’ll be partnered wid comrade Kolya against “Sanctimoniously Stubborn” as well as “Scout Haughty” Stella Slater and contrastin’ly courteous Flop. Admittedly, it’s a sanctioned contest I was butter knife dull on given I’m presently pursuin’ and ponderin’ da Women’s Championship at Dir-teen. It’s no-din’ personal, but preparin’ for a multiple-maiden merengue takes a higher trainin’ toll dan arm stretches and taggin’ drills. All da same, we will be competin’ on World Freedom Day which celebrates da Berlin Wall crumblin’ away to unify East Germany wid West Germany. Similar to what transpired last night wid da projected announcement of President-Elect Joe Biden, da burdensome barrier bein’ broken was a crucial step towards endin’ Soviet-style Communism. Since my opponent revealed her political predilections, I’ll do likewise. I’m a progressive socialist inasmuch dat I prefer viewin’ a brighter future, discrimination-free, and I care immensely for da social well-bein’ of my fellow citizens. I also became a naturalized American citizen since I openly embrace dis land of opportunity. Yes, even dough we haven’t met face-to-face, I imagine Kolya holds similar sentiments. After all, he was grew up in a delightfully more democratic Russia.
Now, my alternately aggrieved adversary may tout dat she and Flop are verbally sympatico since dey bode speak English. What Stella fails to recognize, however, is dat even wid diminished capacity...da Capital One Arena’s gonna sound defeanin’. In dat swellin’ sea of silence she’ll need to communicate nonverbally if deyr’s a Hasbro Monopoly Chance of her survivin’ dis soiree. Like da Girls Scouts’ motto states: be prepared. Dat’s anoder advantage shared by Kolya and I: we are well-versed in da universal language of tag-team wrestlin’. Wheder it’s a hot tag, rememberin’ da zebra’s countin’ cadence to make sure we exit before dey flash five phalanges, and/or orchestratin’ effective tandem offense, da two of us shall expertly exercise our freedom of expression. Plus, well, deyr’s still plenty of room on dis sash for a Shush Stella Slater’s Tush Badge.
Mrs. Vebbins smiles sweetly as her camera focuses on a message written on the back of her work shirt: We Won’t Exclude ANY Girl.