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Post by Lynch on Feb 9, 2009 20:41:05 GMT -4
A camera flickers to life, and Lynch is seen standing under a red light swinging back and forth from the ceiling. His head covered witha red baseball hat turned backward. He stops with his hands grasped together, looking directly into the lens.
"Cage, take a good hard long look. Your size doesn't scare me. The things I have seen, let alone done in my life make you laughable. A monster is the furthest thing you have proved to be. Daddy Lynch is one a mission to make one hell of an impact. Tonght I prove to APW that it is I that should be wearing that fancy title you just won. I heard you speak of loosing your girlfriend, and becoming a thorn in my side. Listen you genetic let down. The only thorn you seem to be is in the side of management. They seem to be behind you, but the people watching at home aren't. Your push doesn't seem to be working. It's ok though. Daddy Lynch is here to not only shoove you aside, but take your spot. As for your girlf firend, keep that pretty thing close, cause a nice pale beauty like her may just want to try out the dark side. As for the other ramblings that left your mouth I have no clue. What I do know is this big man. Snap out of your dreams long enought to stroll toward the ring to met your worst fucking nightmare face to face."
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