Post by Hunter "By God" Valentyne on Feb 5, 2024 8:28:13 GMT -6
Sometimes it is better to let a sleeping dog lie. These mother fuckers should have left me be. Once it was announced that the NEW was returning for the now record 512th fucking time, it was going to be chill. The man with the most heat in the history of wrestling was going to let old shit slide. He was going to not worry about old beef. But these stupid mother fucking dip shits forgot who the fuck they were dealing with. They sent an over matched bitch to fuck me over in the battle royal. They tried to embarrass a man who had made a very good living out of embarrassing bitches. They made me say what the fuck I said and shit is only going to get worse. Y'all business pussies asked for this shit and now you soft ass cupcakes are going to get it. It doesn't matter who gets their little feelings hurt.
The gloves are fucking off, bitches. The business is going to get hurt seriously before this shit is run into the ground yet again by that bald ass pussy and his bitch wife. Y'all must have forgotten who the fuck I am. But that is fine. Some stupid mother fuckers need a refresher lesson as to who the fuck they are playing with. Most notably those bitches in that busted ass crew they call The Business. You think I forgot what that stupid shit did to this damned company?
The Business is full of mother fuckers who never gave a shit about the company I built brick by mother fucking brick. I took a little jabroni bitch and turned him into one half of the greatest tag team to ever live. I changed the roster from dip shits like Avalanche, Devin Stone, and Josh Cole into one of the most talented rosters of all time. They came because my ass was here. That bald bitch and his trick wife did nothing but cash in. I could have chosen anybody to tag with and beat Tat n Fat. Wouldn’t have fucking mattered. I made the mistake of choosing the weakest little pussy in the history of wrestling to put on the mother fucking map. My bad.
We all make mistakes. Johnny Stylez crack addicted mother made the mistake of not shutting her legs when some John came around and gave her two dollars in quarters. If she had to common sense not to be a fucking slut maybe her biggest mistake would never have happened. Maybe we can go back in our little time machine and fix that mistake.
These things happen when you fuck with the one person you never should have fucked with. There was a time when it was okay to co-exist with that whiny pussy. He could hold that pretend title and yours truly could do whatever the fuck he was going to do. Now you dumb shits are in the middle of a war you simply are not able to win. All because that fucking moron decided to state his useless fucking opinion to me. Now, we all know that useless piece of shit cannot stand on his own two feet. He needs to surround himself with people to protect him from the beating he so richly deserves.
His little bitch cousin has a beating coming too. I know he had something to do with screwing me out of winning the battle royal in the least creative booking in history. He could have stood the fuck out of my way but he chose to fuck me over again. He put Jeremiah Vastrix into an ass whipping of a lifetime. This one is not my fault. This is on that bald bitch who got involved in my fucking business.
Jeremiah Vastrix is in the wrong place at the wrong fucking time. He has no idea of the fucking shit I am capable of. The only hope you had was if I needed to listen to the fucking referee. But this is a damned street fight. You have no hope of walking out that fucking ring at all. I can rip that stupid ass fake eye of yours out your head and you can do nothing about it. I can shove it up your fucking ass and you wont be able to do shit, bitch. The even worse thing for you is this match takes place in that shit hole New Orleans. I am sending a strong message to that soft ass, weak pussy ass former tag partner of mine. It makes you wonder if he is going to cry like a little bitch about that too? My guess would be yes because that's all that soft bitch can do anymore. Oh and take that belt and stick it up your ass.
Waking up at eight in the morning sucks ass. It is even worse being inside of that shit hole Jackass Stylez calls home. My eyes are dreary after a long slumber but even then my eyes could not believe what was before them. Some tall, fat dude was watching me. This is a real shitty way to wake up in the asshole of the United States called New Orleans.
“Who the fuck are you? And why the fuck are you in my house? Answers fuckhead before I beat your ass like I am going to do to Stylez.”
“I am Sleeves.”
“Okay, why the fuck do I care?”
“I was hired by Jesse Styles to be your image consultant. He said you really need help, bruh. So can we cuddle now or what?
“What in the absolute fuck did you just say to me? I would not say some shit like that again if you want to live further in your fucking life. Now think really hard before you say the next thing you have to say before you get punched in the face.”
“Just call Jesse and he will clear things up for you, baby.”
“Calling Jesse Styles is a good way to start off a shitty fucking day. And do not ever call me baby.”
My phone is sitting on the charger and there are six missed calls for the bald fuck. God damn it. I have no desire to call this bitch and hear his fucking annoying ass voice. One day I am going to punch his stupid ass in the face. He will be the third most enjoyable person to punch in the face behind his bitch ass cousin and Roger Cena. Putting him on speaker only makes my life harder. Nobody should be pissed off in their own house.
“Do you ever answer your fucking phone? Shit I've been calling you for three hours. It is the green fucking button. Now you and I need to have a little conversation. And you are going to listen to me for once.”
“What is this fucking fairy doing at my house standing in front of my damned bed? Now be careful how the fuck you answer that. Your fucking life depends on it. Now speak you fucking idiot.”
“Let’s face it, your image needs some work especially after that stunt you pulled with the New Edge Memorial. People are upset with you and I am fucking tired of hearing about it. Now Sleeves here is going to work with your image and see if web can get you not to piss off planet fucking Earth.”
“Did it have to be that particular guy? You know this guy and I are not going to get along. In fact, he might get knocked the fuck out. That will be the first of two guys I am going to knock the fuck out this week. That stupid cunt that cost me my shot at Johnny will be the fucking second. Of course, that is also your fucking fault. We both know you sent him after me.”
“You damned right I did. But we will discuss that another time. I am tired of you already.”
“Go fuck yourself, bitch.”
“And a good morning to you too.”
The phone goes dead with this dumb ass smiling at me like something is ever going to happen. God damn, I don't really want to knock his bitch ass out, but I will if I have to. Maybe he will be cool about shit, but I fucking doubt it.
“So are we ready to start, honey? I can be a quick study. I already did some research on this whole wrestling thing. I watched the Olympics once and they did it Doggy Style. That is right up my alley if you feel what I am putting down.”
“Olympic wrestling? You mean the starting position? Where one guy starts on all fours while the other guy is trying to turn him over?”
“You are telling me that is not doggy style?”
“My head hurts. Okay what did you do for a job before you talked to that bald bitch?”
“I have never had a job before, but I did some porn about six months ago but that was just for fun.”
“You did gay porn for free? Those guys make six figures a year. What kind of fucking idiot are you?”
“The kind that likes dick in my ass. I need to do a good job so I can get some more ass. I like these wrestler guys. They don't wear much. I would love to do that shit. Those hot sweaty men putting their hands on me is sexy as fuck.
I am sure people want to know the point that was made by destroying the New Edge Memorial two shows ago and the one event suspension. The point was never about disrespecting the dead. The point was to point out how many times this company has been mismanaged and run into the fucking ground because the bald bitch and his whore wife always seem to stoke to the ego of this soft ass pussy. Every single fucking time the company dies.
Now I heard this weak bitch was crying about never running from me like the piece of shit fucking coward that he is. At least Vastrix is about to take his fucking ass kicking like a man. Te two reasons for coming to the OPW was to watch this stupid mother fucker fail and to watch everything he tried burst into fucking flames. The crash was even more awesome than I thought it would be. I never thought he would be stupid enough to give me a shot to become the first ever X Snore champion.
Lesson number one, never ever underestimate the stupidity of Johnny Stylez. He is dumb as fucking shit. And, he is easy to piss the fuck off and make cry like the soft ass pussy that he is. The sad problem for this useless piece of shit is nobody knows which buttons to push better than I do. Watching him spit and cry like a little girl that got her favorite barbie taken away is the best part.
Vastrix got involved in a personal situation he never should have gotten involved in. Johnny was about to be checkmated. He could not have done anything but take his well deserved beating like a man. But little Jeremiah had to get involved and screw me out of the victory that I fucking deserved. For that, Vastrix is going to get fucked up in a major way. He can thank Jesse for that ass whipping. Everything that happens to that simple minded fool is on his head.
This is the time for everything that moron paper champion has coming to him. Several times I did the right thing for the company I was with. I stepped back and sacrificed my own desires for those that are in the company. That time is over. The gloves are fucking off. The simple truth is I do not give a fuck if it destroys this place. He is going to get handled.
Now there is a small problem with that. He is trying to build an army to protect his sorry ass. The reason for that is that he is every bit the fucking coward I say that he is. We can do this one of two ways. I can come after his bitch ass again and let him run like the bitch that he is. We have done this shit several times and I never got my hands around his fucking throat. Pussies are always going to be pussies no matter how you dress the bitches up. Ask Johnny’s crack whore of a mother for advice on that one.
One by fucking one all of his back up are going to get fucked up. His cowardice is going to be to blame for that one. If he had an ounce of balls maybe that would not be necessary. Maybe Johnny joined the LGBTQ community and had his balls removed. Maybe he replaced them with a vagina because he identified as a bitch. I mean that would explain what the fuck happened to him. Crying like a little girl about disrespect. Bitch you ain’t even learned nothing about disrespect, but you are about to. I do not respect shit and never fucking will. So quit crying.
The gloves are fucking off, bitches. The business is going to get hurt seriously before this shit is run into the ground yet again by that bald ass pussy and his bitch wife. Y'all must have forgotten who the fuck I am. But that is fine. Some stupid mother fuckers need a refresher lesson as to who the fuck they are playing with. Most notably those bitches in that busted ass crew they call The Business. You think I forgot what that stupid shit did to this damned company?
The Business is full of mother fuckers who never gave a shit about the company I built brick by mother fucking brick. I took a little jabroni bitch and turned him into one half of the greatest tag team to ever live. I changed the roster from dip shits like Avalanche, Devin Stone, and Josh Cole into one of the most talented rosters of all time. They came because my ass was here. That bald bitch and his trick wife did nothing but cash in. I could have chosen anybody to tag with and beat Tat n Fat. Wouldn’t have fucking mattered. I made the mistake of choosing the weakest little pussy in the history of wrestling to put on the mother fucking map. My bad.
We all make mistakes. Johnny Stylez crack addicted mother made the mistake of not shutting her legs when some John came around and gave her two dollars in quarters. If she had to common sense not to be a fucking slut maybe her biggest mistake would never have happened. Maybe we can go back in our little time machine and fix that mistake.
These things happen when you fuck with the one person you never should have fucked with. There was a time when it was okay to co-exist with that whiny pussy. He could hold that pretend title and yours truly could do whatever the fuck he was going to do. Now you dumb shits are in the middle of a war you simply are not able to win. All because that fucking moron decided to state his useless fucking opinion to me. Now, we all know that useless piece of shit cannot stand on his own two feet. He needs to surround himself with people to protect him from the beating he so richly deserves.
His little bitch cousin has a beating coming too. I know he had something to do with screwing me out of winning the battle royal in the least creative booking in history. He could have stood the fuck out of my way but he chose to fuck me over again. He put Jeremiah Vastrix into an ass whipping of a lifetime. This one is not my fault. This is on that bald bitch who got involved in my fucking business.
Jeremiah Vastrix is in the wrong place at the wrong fucking time. He has no idea of the fucking shit I am capable of. The only hope you had was if I needed to listen to the fucking referee. But this is a damned street fight. You have no hope of walking out that fucking ring at all. I can rip that stupid ass fake eye of yours out your head and you can do nothing about it. I can shove it up your fucking ass and you wont be able to do shit, bitch. The even worse thing for you is this match takes place in that shit hole New Orleans. I am sending a strong message to that soft ass, weak pussy ass former tag partner of mine. It makes you wonder if he is going to cry like a little bitch about that too? My guess would be yes because that's all that soft bitch can do anymore. Oh and take that belt and stick it up your ass.
Waking up at eight in the morning sucks ass. It is even worse being inside of that shit hole Jackass Stylez calls home. My eyes are dreary after a long slumber but even then my eyes could not believe what was before them. Some tall, fat dude was watching me. This is a real shitty way to wake up in the asshole of the United States called New Orleans.
“Who the fuck are you? And why the fuck are you in my house? Answers fuckhead before I beat your ass like I am going to do to Stylez.”
“I am Sleeves.”
“Okay, why the fuck do I care?”
“I was hired by Jesse Styles to be your image consultant. He said you really need help, bruh. So can we cuddle now or what?
“What in the absolute fuck did you just say to me? I would not say some shit like that again if you want to live further in your fucking life. Now think really hard before you say the next thing you have to say before you get punched in the face.”
“Just call Jesse and he will clear things up for you, baby.”
“Calling Jesse Styles is a good way to start off a shitty fucking day. And do not ever call me baby.”
My phone is sitting on the charger and there are six missed calls for the bald fuck. God damn it. I have no desire to call this bitch and hear his fucking annoying ass voice. One day I am going to punch his stupid ass in the face. He will be the third most enjoyable person to punch in the face behind his bitch ass cousin and Roger Cena. Putting him on speaker only makes my life harder. Nobody should be pissed off in their own house.
“Do you ever answer your fucking phone? Shit I've been calling you for three hours. It is the green fucking button. Now you and I need to have a little conversation. And you are going to listen to me for once.”
“What is this fucking fairy doing at my house standing in front of my damned bed? Now be careful how the fuck you answer that. Your fucking life depends on it. Now speak you fucking idiot.”
“Let’s face it, your image needs some work especially after that stunt you pulled with the New Edge Memorial. People are upset with you and I am fucking tired of hearing about it. Now Sleeves here is going to work with your image and see if web can get you not to piss off planet fucking Earth.”
“Did it have to be that particular guy? You know this guy and I are not going to get along. In fact, he might get knocked the fuck out. That will be the first of two guys I am going to knock the fuck out this week. That stupid cunt that cost me my shot at Johnny will be the fucking second. Of course, that is also your fucking fault. We both know you sent him after me.”
“You damned right I did. But we will discuss that another time. I am tired of you already.”
“Go fuck yourself, bitch.”
“And a good morning to you too.”
The phone goes dead with this dumb ass smiling at me like something is ever going to happen. God damn, I don't really want to knock his bitch ass out, but I will if I have to. Maybe he will be cool about shit, but I fucking doubt it.
“So are we ready to start, honey? I can be a quick study. I already did some research on this whole wrestling thing. I watched the Olympics once and they did it Doggy Style. That is right up my alley if you feel what I am putting down.”
“Olympic wrestling? You mean the starting position? Where one guy starts on all fours while the other guy is trying to turn him over?”
“You are telling me that is not doggy style?”
“My head hurts. Okay what did you do for a job before you talked to that bald bitch?”
“I have never had a job before, but I did some porn about six months ago but that was just for fun.”
“You did gay porn for free? Those guys make six figures a year. What kind of fucking idiot are you?”
“The kind that likes dick in my ass. I need to do a good job so I can get some more ass. I like these wrestler guys. They don't wear much. I would love to do that shit. Those hot sweaty men putting their hands on me is sexy as fuck.
I am sure people want to know the point that was made by destroying the New Edge Memorial two shows ago and the one event suspension. The point was never about disrespecting the dead. The point was to point out how many times this company has been mismanaged and run into the fucking ground because the bald bitch and his whore wife always seem to stoke to the ego of this soft ass pussy. Every single fucking time the company dies.
Now I heard this weak bitch was crying about never running from me like the piece of shit fucking coward that he is. At least Vastrix is about to take his fucking ass kicking like a man. Te two reasons for coming to the OPW was to watch this stupid mother fucker fail and to watch everything he tried burst into fucking flames. The crash was even more awesome than I thought it would be. I never thought he would be stupid enough to give me a shot to become the first ever X Snore champion.
Lesson number one, never ever underestimate the stupidity of Johnny Stylez. He is dumb as fucking shit. And, he is easy to piss the fuck off and make cry like the soft ass pussy that he is. The sad problem for this useless piece of shit is nobody knows which buttons to push better than I do. Watching him spit and cry like a little girl that got her favorite barbie taken away is the best part.
Vastrix got involved in a personal situation he never should have gotten involved in. Johnny was about to be checkmated. He could not have done anything but take his well deserved beating like a man. But little Jeremiah had to get involved and screw me out of the victory that I fucking deserved. For that, Vastrix is going to get fucked up in a major way. He can thank Jesse for that ass whipping. Everything that happens to that simple minded fool is on his head.
This is the time for everything that moron paper champion has coming to him. Several times I did the right thing for the company I was with. I stepped back and sacrificed my own desires for those that are in the company. That time is over. The gloves are fucking off. The simple truth is I do not give a fuck if it destroys this place. He is going to get handled.
Now there is a small problem with that. He is trying to build an army to protect his sorry ass. The reason for that is that he is every bit the fucking coward I say that he is. We can do this one of two ways. I can come after his bitch ass again and let him run like the bitch that he is. We have done this shit several times and I never got my hands around his fucking throat. Pussies are always going to be pussies no matter how you dress the bitches up. Ask Johnny’s crack whore of a mother for advice on that one.
One by fucking one all of his back up are going to get fucked up. His cowardice is going to be to blame for that one. If he had an ounce of balls maybe that would not be necessary. Maybe Johnny joined the LGBTQ community and had his balls removed. Maybe he replaced them with a vagina because he identified as a bitch. I mean that would explain what the fuck happened to him. Crying like a little girl about disrespect. Bitch you ain’t even learned nothing about disrespect, but you are about to. I do not respect shit and never fucking will. So quit crying.