I enter the final stages before this match. Just hours before Wednesday. Minutes tick by slowly but I still got the power and control. Regardless of what happens, it is going to be a close fought match with me somehow edging out a victory. Going to show my Boston Rage. Can't read my Boston Rage. I don't want to be no jobber. No, he can't read my Boston Rage. Woah..Woah.. Ain't no suprise. Check out my Green Dream. I won't lose to Xuanlong because I ain't no dweeb. I ain't second best.
No one cares about you. You think you can contend against an original like me. Are you serious, bro? I mean, seriously. I wasn't even ranked in the XWF Top 50. Its time to start a Green Revolution in XWF. I will do that by first taking the X-Treme Championship. Then, I will continue my kwest onward to winning the US Championship. After that, I will prove why I should have be a legend by taking the World Championship. Doesn't matter what it takes, I will go the distance and win.
Everybody watches me lighting up the crowd with my moves. My highflying ability or lack there of. I prefer to just brawl and use plenty of plundah baby. I have decided that if I don't win this match. I am not going to wear pants anymore.
If I lose, I will be walking around town wearing my boxers, showing my hairy legs off, and making noise. Thats also my plan on getting a shot at the US Belt sometime down the road. I don't care if I get arrested. I have proven that. Look at my record. Five different public intoxication charges. Four counts of disorderly conduct. Seven counts of destruction of public property. Heh.
I live a fun life. I am very active going to bars. Pounding back shot after shot. Getting into bar room brawls. The worst experience I have ever had was when I accidentally picked up a woman. She lied to me. I was hurt. I thought I was going to be banging a tranny and instead, it was a woman. Unbelievable. I forgave her and spent the entire night plowing her with my little snake. Woo Woo Woo. I think I fell asleep around five am after I completely satisfied her. She came multiple times while I came about six or seven times. I can't remember. The trick to making that work is to ruin the first few orgasms. You accomplish that by stopping mid climax and it just shoots.
I proved why I am a sex god. It was a fun night. I stepped up to the plate that night even though she lied to me. That day was hell on me though. Going to bed at five am and then having to get up at eight am for an autograph signing. I never drank so many energy drinks before in my life just to get through the session. The fans slightly got on my nerves but it wasn't their fault. I was in no condition for that session but when the liquor comes calling, I don't fight the urge to not drink.
I came here to make an impact. I have done that so far. I am going to continue the Green Revolution by winning the X-Treme Championship on my own terms. I don't care what happens. I will keep going. I don't care how many injuries I pick up. Hell, I am wrestling with a seperated shoulder right now. Story of my career. Add in loads of plundah and it will be a hell of a clubberin if you will. I got no problem hitting somebody with a light tube or two or even putting my opponent through a set of light tubes. In fact, I found the perfect attire for this match I am going to wear.
Some people say it looks too flamboyant but it doesn't bother me. I like the attire. White trunks with a pink heart on the back. That is just awesome in my opinion. People say my opinion doesn't matter but as the saying goes, I don't give a fuck and if you don't like me, you can suck my dick.
Maybe thats why the fans cheer me because I speak the truth. There have been a lot of conspiracies going on lately with me. Suddenly, I go on this long losing streak because people have been replacing my promos accidentally or just not uploading them to the site. I don't know whats going on with that one. I think somebody is paying that referee off to ensure I don't win. Maybe I will hit him with a chair during the match. Its no holds barred.
This match isn't a match for the weak. Its a match for the strongest to survive. Sorry Xuanlong but you aren't strong. You are just some mixed martial artist wannabe. I am sorry but that crap doesn't work in the wrestling ring or in any street fight environment. All I gotta do is lock on the Green Dream and make you tap. Tap or Snap. That is the way I gotta roll if I wanna win this match.
People call me a weak minded fool but I am not. I am a lot stronger than people realize. Even though I have a pounding headache right now that feels like Andre The Giant is stepping on my brain with his steel toed shoes on. I got my eye set on victory.
The Whack Order is going to end you, Cyren. You claimed to commit a dangerous act with attempting to bomb an arena for crying out loud. What the fuck is the matter with you? I admit I go a bit crazy but seriously, you took it too far. Thankfully Smitty and Stone found the bomb. I wasn't too amused with them when they confiscated my beer as evidence. After my victory at Bring the Pain, I wanted to enjoy a nice cold one. Imagine my suprise when I open my minifridge and there was no beer in it. Are you serious, bro? I forgave them when they offered me a chance to be apart of this faction. You also attempted to end Reggie Fresh's career. You tried to halt the Liles Boys run as Tag Champions but you failed.
Just like Xuanlong is going to fail on his journey as X-Treme Champion. It ends with me walking out with the belt. End of discussion. Do not pass go. Do not collect two hundred. Just turn over the belt to me on my kwest for the Green Revolution.