Post by louiscypher on Jul 5, 2018 12:56:46 GMT -5
True champions always speak first. Non champions only speak when spoken to. Like children.
I am no child. Right now, I am the man to beat. To be the man you got to beat the man. And I have beaten almost everyone in SFT. Save for a few. And on this coming Titans I am going to be facing the one and only Rumpke. He has become a legend in his own right.
Rumpke likes to not only win matches but pummel his opponents through the man and right into the concrete. By the time Rumpke is done cutting promos, most of his opponents are so dizzy they cant find the ring.
Rumpke boy you like to talk don't you? You talk so much you drink about a gallon of water. Talk talk talk talk talk talk. Blah blah blah blah blah.
You are like the energizer bunny of talking. And my god, half of what you talk about I just fast forward through it. I just get to the end, cause that's usually when people actually get to the point. Am I wrong? Not if you think about it. Rumpke more is not always more. Less can be more sometimes. So wait with me and I will get to the point, yes I don't want to ramble like others.
Here’s the point. Rumpke you hide behind a lot of words. People do that when they are nervous. Nervous people tend to talk and talk and talk because they are insecure, or nervous, or just plain bat crazy. You are probably all three. I call that spazmatic, hah, I just love the sound of that word.
Rumpke you are a spazmatic mess, and I guess that is a prerequisite for being the Hardcore Champion? Maybe just maybe. But you see something. I am the world champion. Not you. And taking the hardcore title from you would be rather sweet. Thing is what would I do with the thing? Retire it? Hang it on my wall like a picture? Give it to someone in the stands, some nice looking woman who is a fan? Hah! You never know with me.
And that is the thing. I am not your typical evil. I cant be contained, I cant be understood or related to. So if you try to bundle me in with everyone else, that wont work. That wont fly. I am my own person, just like you Rumpke. Thing is I am OK with being me, with being bad, with being evil. While you, you don't know who you are, or what you want. You are all over the place, in the stratosphere one moment and in pit deep down the next. I think you might be bipolar? You might want to consult a doctor?
You know what, don't even worry about that. After our match SFT will send you to a doctor to work on all your injuries, you can talk to him about that when you get there. Hahahaha
Anyway that is all I got to day for today. Till next time, same evil channel, same evil time.
Fade to black
I am no child. Right now, I am the man to beat. To be the man you got to beat the man. And I have beaten almost everyone in SFT. Save for a few. And on this coming Titans I am going to be facing the one and only Rumpke. He has become a legend in his own right.
Rumpke likes to not only win matches but pummel his opponents through the man and right into the concrete. By the time Rumpke is done cutting promos, most of his opponents are so dizzy they cant find the ring.
Rumpke boy you like to talk don't you? You talk so much you drink about a gallon of water. Talk talk talk talk talk talk. Blah blah blah blah blah.
You are like the energizer bunny of talking. And my god, half of what you talk about I just fast forward through it. I just get to the end, cause that's usually when people actually get to the point. Am I wrong? Not if you think about it. Rumpke more is not always more. Less can be more sometimes. So wait with me and I will get to the point, yes I don't want to ramble like others.
Here’s the point. Rumpke you hide behind a lot of words. People do that when they are nervous. Nervous people tend to talk and talk and talk because they are insecure, or nervous, or just plain bat crazy. You are probably all three. I call that spazmatic, hah, I just love the sound of that word.
Rumpke you are a spazmatic mess, and I guess that is a prerequisite for being the Hardcore Champion? Maybe just maybe. But you see something. I am the world champion. Not you. And taking the hardcore title from you would be rather sweet. Thing is what would I do with the thing? Retire it? Hang it on my wall like a picture? Give it to someone in the stands, some nice looking woman who is a fan? Hah! You never know with me.
And that is the thing. I am not your typical evil. I cant be contained, I cant be understood or related to. So if you try to bundle me in with everyone else, that wont work. That wont fly. I am my own person, just like you Rumpke. Thing is I am OK with being me, with being bad, with being evil. While you, you don't know who you are, or what you want. You are all over the place, in the stratosphere one moment and in pit deep down the next. I think you might be bipolar? You might want to consult a doctor?
You know what, don't even worry about that. After our match SFT will send you to a doctor to work on all your injuries, you can talk to him about that when you get there. Hahahaha
Anyway that is all I got to day for today. Till next time, same evil channel, same evil time.
Fade to black
