Post by iamnotjennah on Jan 12, 2009 6:03:54 GMT -5
I chuckle to myself as I climb into the ring and grab a mic.
"Well well well, look who decides to finally show her face. Ms.Kenzie, the bad ass wannabe. I ruined what she started? Oh come fuckin on. CWF is the same as it was when she left, when she came back, when she lost the title, and then disappeared again! Kenzie IS the PAST. I am the now. No bitch is going to stand in my way of defending MY title, especially some self concious little twit who is actually jealous of all the girls that have the body to flaunt."
(imitating Kenzie)-"Look at me! I'm a badass mother fucker that hides under my hoodies and can't even put up a good fight to defend my title because I know that Jennah is going to mop the floor with my scrawny ass!"
"Yea, thats right. I said that. You're right Kenzie, you don't owe me anything, and I never asked for anything. You want this title back? Then come and fucking get it. Don't talk shit that you can't back up. Go back to your little hole and don't come back out until you're ready to actually stand by those words of wit that you shared with the world."
I shake my head at the very thought of Kenzie going and crying to Tweeks, like she does all the time. She acts as if she can defend herself, she acts as if she don't need him. Thats why she needed Tweek's help to completely destroy CJ Tyler right? She couldn't do it on her own, she can't do ANYTHING on her own.
"So that brings me to this Zero Deluca. Obviously her parents knew what she was going to be when she grew up... NOTHING, zilch, zip, nada......ZERO. She don't have the smarts to stratagize taking me out. Whatever."
I lower the mic for a second to gather my thoughts. Who th'hell names their kid... Zero?!... Just wow.
"Angelica Dumas, What is there to say about her? Other than the fact that she flaunts herself around and prances about acting like some sort of winner. Are you fucking kidding me? ANYONE can dress up in little work out clothes or whatever th'fuck she wears and act like... like.... god, what can you even call that little act? The only reason that the crowd applauds after she is done speaking is because IT'S FINALLY OVER! "Thank fucking GOD! She CAN shut up! Who th'hell would have thought?!" Why don't you go do something useful with that mouth and go suck a cock. Obviously it's big enough. Yea, put that in your fucking juice box and suck it."
The crowd snickers a bit at this as I smile a bit to myself.
"I do have to give Randii Todd some credit. She comes in here and backs the shit up that she says. This will be a match I am looking forward to. The only one WORTHY of holding this title is her. Thats only if she can take her attention off Razor Rob. I'm not going down without one helluva fight, let that be known."
I take the belt off my shoulder and set it down on the mat in front of me.
"You bitches want this title? Then fucking earn it. With that said, goodnight folks."
I drop the mic and head backstage.
"Well well well, look who decides to finally show her face. Ms.Kenzie, the bad ass wannabe. I ruined what she started? Oh come fuckin on. CWF is the same as it was when she left, when she came back, when she lost the title, and then disappeared again! Kenzie IS the PAST. I am the now. No bitch is going to stand in my way of defending MY title, especially some self concious little twit who is actually jealous of all the girls that have the body to flaunt."
(imitating Kenzie)-"Look at me! I'm a badass mother fucker that hides under my hoodies and can't even put up a good fight to defend my title because I know that Jennah is going to mop the floor with my scrawny ass!"
"Yea, thats right. I said that. You're right Kenzie, you don't owe me anything, and I never asked for anything. You want this title back? Then come and fucking get it. Don't talk shit that you can't back up. Go back to your little hole and don't come back out until you're ready to actually stand by those words of wit that you shared with the world."
I shake my head at the very thought of Kenzie going and crying to Tweeks, like she does all the time. She acts as if she can defend herself, she acts as if she don't need him. Thats why she needed Tweek's help to completely destroy CJ Tyler right? She couldn't do it on her own, she can't do ANYTHING on her own.
"So that brings me to this Zero Deluca. Obviously her parents knew what she was going to be when she grew up... NOTHING, zilch, zip, nada......ZERO. She don't have the smarts to stratagize taking me out. Whatever."
I lower the mic for a second to gather my thoughts. Who th'hell names their kid... Zero?!... Just wow.
"Angelica Dumas, What is there to say about her? Other than the fact that she flaunts herself around and prances about acting like some sort of winner. Are you fucking kidding me? ANYONE can dress up in little work out clothes or whatever th'fuck she wears and act like... like.... god, what can you even call that little act? The only reason that the crowd applauds after she is done speaking is because IT'S FINALLY OVER! "Thank fucking GOD! She CAN shut up! Who th'hell would have thought?!" Why don't you go do something useful with that mouth and go suck a cock. Obviously it's big enough. Yea, put that in your fucking juice box and suck it."
The crowd snickers a bit at this as I smile a bit to myself.
"I do have to give Randii Todd some credit. She comes in here and backs the shit up that she says. This will be a match I am looking forward to. The only one WORTHY of holding this title is her. Thats only if she can take her attention off Razor Rob. I'm not going down without one helluva fight, let that be known."
I take the belt off my shoulder and set it down on the mat in front of me.
"You bitches want this title? Then fucking earn it. With that said, goodnight folks."
I drop the mic and head backstage.