Post by Jesse Styles on Apr 8, 2014 20:47:19 GMT -6
The six year anniversery of New Edge Wrestling was spouse to of been a momentous occasion for me as I sit here in my hotel room in Rome. However at World War X as everyone knows my team and I failed to deliver the victory which would once again make me full owner of New Edge Wrestling. No, instead it made Ryan god damned Pugh the full owner of New Edge Wrestling can you believe that shit? I sure as fuck can't I mean I was so close to beating that fat son of a bitch but yet at the end of the day I fucking failed. I don't normally call my self a failure but on that night when all the chips where on the fucking table I didn't finish the job simple as that. Now as we head into the six year show I am simply a wrestler no longer the owner of New Edge Wrestling and it burns me up inside. However no matter what any of the ass clowns say about me now that I am no longer Owner and now that it's all clear it seems to say whatever the fuck you feel like about my tenure as Owner. Most of the shit that is said well is quite frankly a load of bullshit. You hear me? Bullshit I say! Almost six years as Owner of this company and I did all I could for so many people I mean fuck even that fat fuck Ryan Pugh wouldn't be in NEW if it wasn't for me allowing him to be here.
Now the question you might be asking your self is why did I allow him to be here? Why did I allow so many people I fucking utterly despise be here? It's fucking simple business was business and I fucking wanted this fed to succeed which it has for a very long time now and well even the people I wanted to fire so fucking badly I saw the talent, I saw the drawing power and I just dealt with them. This also includes my upcoming opponent a miserable man named Chef Roberto who well stole my laptop for just enough time to land me in jail for almost four fucking months back almost two years ago now. Sure I was found not guilty by a jury but that doesn't change the fact that I spent four fucking months in a federal jail awaiting my god damned trail and yeah I wasn't granted any bail which I am sure Roberto had a major hand in. So Chef Roberto and I will finally do battle the man has finally showed his fucking face again and just in time for the historic six year show. Now I might be seething mad at the fact that it's no longer my company but at least inside the Roman Collisieum I get some revenge on a son of a bitch that so badly deserves it. For it's an unsanctioned match and by god everyone knows that's right up my alley. It damned sure isn't up Chef Roberto's alley no he's just a god damned idiot that does not and will never belong in a fucking ring. Oh it so happens to be my ring I may not own it in an official capacity for now but when I stand inside that ring to fight I own it for the time I am out there end of the god damned story.
Scarlet: Jesse just lay the hell down.
Jesse Styles: Uh no I have to go work out downstairs I have a fucking Chef to murder.
Scarlet: You have been puking all day and are running a fever hell you can barely stand up just lay down and get some rest.
Jesse Styles: Fuck the fever, fuck the throwing up and also fuck the unable to stand bullshit I will rise above all of this just you watch me wife of mine.
Scarlet: So damned stubborn I swear....
Yes, I was sick I wasn't feeling well I had caught a stomach virus back in the states back in good old Illinois the state that never can make up it's god damned mind what kind of weather it want's to fucking have temp wise or just basic weather wise. So to my sickness I must thank Mother Nature for being a royal cunt and karma can suck my ass not sure exactly what Karma has to do with it but I have no doubt that bitch is involved too. So did I try to stand up and go work out? You better believe I did however that well did not go well at all. I stood up for sure but it only lasted like a whole three minutes and I fell right back onto the hotel room bed. Not being the Owner of NEW anymore well lacked some perks like the NEW medical team being at my beckon call especially since where all the fucking way out here in Rome and I didn't bring any of my doctors with me because I didn't start feeling sick till I god damned got here. But never the less sick or not Chef Roberto was a done man I don't even give a damn about winning this match why the fuck should I? For a win proves nothing at this point against a pathetic man like Roberto however scarring him for life from head to toe now that means and proves something. So now I am basically waiting my turn for the fucking medical staff to get here to give me some god damned good drugs give me an IV or two so I can be ready for my match with Roberto who will know what an ass kicking feels like when this is all said and done.
Scarlet: Just lay down and close your eyes I am sure the medical team will be here soon enough.
Jesse Styles: Yeah... I am sure Pugh has made sure I am last on there priority list.
Scarlet: Ether way they will get here if I have to go find them and force them so just get a little sleep.
Jesse Styles: Sleep is my enemy.
Scarlet: So is being sick but we see how well that's working out for you right now.
Jesse Styles: Yeah....Yeah....
With those last words said to my wife I closed my eyes and began to go into thoughts of my own as I tried to fall a sleep I even for saw how this night should of went with me celebrating this remarkable achievement as Owner of New Edge Wrestling me Jesse Styles. The god damned guy who signed almost everyone's fucking contract that's on the roster right now. However that is not to be now is it? But, what is to be is a fight finally between me and Chef Roberto Unsanctioned Rules and he will fall in this match one way or another. So tired......So very god damned tired.....
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Now the question you might be asking your self is why did I allow him to be here? Why did I allow so many people I fucking utterly despise be here? It's fucking simple business was business and I fucking wanted this fed to succeed which it has for a very long time now and well even the people I wanted to fire so fucking badly I saw the talent, I saw the drawing power and I just dealt with them. This also includes my upcoming opponent a miserable man named Chef Roberto who well stole my laptop for just enough time to land me in jail for almost four fucking months back almost two years ago now. Sure I was found not guilty by a jury but that doesn't change the fact that I spent four fucking months in a federal jail awaiting my god damned trail and yeah I wasn't granted any bail which I am sure Roberto had a major hand in. So Chef Roberto and I will finally do battle the man has finally showed his fucking face again and just in time for the historic six year show. Now I might be seething mad at the fact that it's no longer my company but at least inside the Roman Collisieum I get some revenge on a son of a bitch that so badly deserves it. For it's an unsanctioned match and by god everyone knows that's right up my alley. It damned sure isn't up Chef Roberto's alley no he's just a god damned idiot that does not and will never belong in a fucking ring. Oh it so happens to be my ring I may not own it in an official capacity for now but when I stand inside that ring to fight I own it for the time I am out there end of the god damned story.
Scarlet: Jesse just lay the hell down.
Jesse Styles: Uh no I have to go work out downstairs I have a fucking Chef to murder.
Scarlet: You have been puking all day and are running a fever hell you can barely stand up just lay down and get some rest.
Jesse Styles: Fuck the fever, fuck the throwing up and also fuck the unable to stand bullshit I will rise above all of this just you watch me wife of mine.
Scarlet: So damned stubborn I swear....
Yes, I was sick I wasn't feeling well I had caught a stomach virus back in the states back in good old Illinois the state that never can make up it's god damned mind what kind of weather it want's to fucking have temp wise or just basic weather wise. So to my sickness I must thank Mother Nature for being a royal cunt and karma can suck my ass not sure exactly what Karma has to do with it but I have no doubt that bitch is involved too. So did I try to stand up and go work out? You better believe I did however that well did not go well at all. I stood up for sure but it only lasted like a whole three minutes and I fell right back onto the hotel room bed. Not being the Owner of NEW anymore well lacked some perks like the NEW medical team being at my beckon call especially since where all the fucking way out here in Rome and I didn't bring any of my doctors with me because I didn't start feeling sick till I god damned got here. But never the less sick or not Chef Roberto was a done man I don't even give a damn about winning this match why the fuck should I? For a win proves nothing at this point against a pathetic man like Roberto however scarring him for life from head to toe now that means and proves something. So now I am basically waiting my turn for the fucking medical staff to get here to give me some god damned good drugs give me an IV or two so I can be ready for my match with Roberto who will know what an ass kicking feels like when this is all said and done.
Scarlet: Just lay down and close your eyes I am sure the medical team will be here soon enough.
Jesse Styles: Yeah... I am sure Pugh has made sure I am last on there priority list.
Scarlet: Ether way they will get here if I have to go find them and force them so just get a little sleep.
Jesse Styles: Sleep is my enemy.
Scarlet: So is being sick but we see how well that's working out for you right now.
Jesse Styles: Yeah....Yeah....
With those last words said to my wife I closed my eyes and began to go into thoughts of my own as I tried to fall a sleep I even for saw how this night should of went with me celebrating this remarkable achievement as Owner of New Edge Wrestling me Jesse Styles. The god damned guy who signed almost everyone's fucking contract that's on the roster right now. However that is not to be now is it? But, what is to be is a fight finally between me and Chef Roberto Unsanctioned Rules and he will fall in this match one way or another. So tired......So very god damned tired.....
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