Post by Jack Jones on Nov 23, 2017 14:16:01 GMT -5
There are things in this world we should be grateful for. Things in this world we take for granted. And things in this world we should always be thankful for.
Today is such a day. A day to give thanks. A day to be thankful for all that we are and all that we have been given.
My name is Jack Jones. Formerly known as Cowboy.
It has been over a month since I last had a match. I was starting to think people forgot about me. But we repeat less we forget. And as I sit here on my rocking chair looking over the fine mist disappearing off my land I got to wonder what the heck is going on?
I come back and Emerson Embry is world champion? I think the world has gone on its head or fallen off its axle. And I think right now its a prime time for me to step back in an SFT ring.
And someone on staff must have been reading my mind because low and behold I got a match. I will be in a triple threat. I get to face Jamo and Robert Saints. Which is fine by me, because the more the merrier. Two ass whoopins are better than one. Am I right? Yes I am.
Robert and I are no strangers to each other, we have danced this dozy do several times. Sometimes he wins sometimes I win. Name o da game am I right? Of course I am.
Then there is Jamo, I think I have faced you to, not that long ago. You are one strange fella. But no stranger than most who have walked these hallowed halls. Jamo let a good ole boy give you some advice. Show up. Show up everyday and do what you can, and you will succeed. But be lazy, let things slide and never show that you are thankful, you will end up like so many before. Dont go down that road trust me.
Speaking of which brings me to Robert Saints.
Oh Danny boy the pipes the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the flowers dying
'Tis you 'tis you must go and I must bide.
Robert I’m gonna go all Johnny Cash on you. If you got one chance, and one chance only to show god what you are about, to tell the world who you are, what are you gonna say? That my friend has always been your problem, you have talent but you are lazy. And all the talent in the world cant fix laziness. You got to be willing to go that extra mile.
For a while many looked at you as the future of SFT. Now, we look at you as a washed up hack. And that just aint right. So I think a swift kick to the keister by yours truly will help. It sure as heck cant hurt.
Well thats all I gotta say. My Ma has turkey going in the oven and we’ll be eating our thanksgiving turkey pretty soon.
So from me and mine to you and yours, happy holidays.
Today is such a day. A day to give thanks. A day to be thankful for all that we are and all that we have been given.
My name is Jack Jones. Formerly known as Cowboy.
It has been over a month since I last had a match. I was starting to think people forgot about me. But we repeat less we forget. And as I sit here on my rocking chair looking over the fine mist disappearing off my land I got to wonder what the heck is going on?
I come back and Emerson Embry is world champion? I think the world has gone on its head or fallen off its axle. And I think right now its a prime time for me to step back in an SFT ring.
And someone on staff must have been reading my mind because low and behold I got a match. I will be in a triple threat. I get to face Jamo and Robert Saints. Which is fine by me, because the more the merrier. Two ass whoopins are better than one. Am I right? Yes I am.
Robert and I are no strangers to each other, we have danced this dozy do several times. Sometimes he wins sometimes I win. Name o da game am I right? Of course I am.
Then there is Jamo, I think I have faced you to, not that long ago. You are one strange fella. But no stranger than most who have walked these hallowed halls. Jamo let a good ole boy give you some advice. Show up. Show up everyday and do what you can, and you will succeed. But be lazy, let things slide and never show that you are thankful, you will end up like so many before. Dont go down that road trust me.
Speaking of which brings me to Robert Saints.
Oh Danny boy the pipes the pipes are calling
From glen to glen and down the mountain side
The summer's gone and all the flowers dying
'Tis you 'tis you must go and I must bide.
Robert I’m gonna go all Johnny Cash on you. If you got one chance, and one chance only to show god what you are about, to tell the world who you are, what are you gonna say? That my friend has always been your problem, you have talent but you are lazy. And all the talent in the world cant fix laziness. You got to be willing to go that extra mile.
For a while many looked at you as the future of SFT. Now, we look at you as a washed up hack. And that just aint right. So I think a swift kick to the keister by yours truly will help. It sure as heck cant hurt.
Well thats all I gotta say. My Ma has turkey going in the oven and we’ll be eating our thanksgiving turkey pretty soon.
So from me and mine to you and yours, happy holidays.
