Post by evanmcdonald1 on Jul 27, 2013 23:08:11 GMT -4
After a close match Evan was defeated by Raab but that wasn’t the end of it as Raab rubbed Evan’s defeat at his hands in his face by spitting on the Scottish Flag and draping it over Evan.
And as luck would have it some unlucky bastard by the name of William D. Williams Jr. was Evan’s next opponent and whilst Evan has had a meanstreak as of late that has catapulted due to the humiliation at Raab’s hands, can Evan win?
At a press conference, Little Rock, Arkansas
July 27th, 2013, 5:00pm
Defeating me wasn’t enough, humiliating me wasn’t enough desecrating my home country’s flag wasn’t fucking enough, now Raab expects me to do PR Work for Asylum following all that humiliation.
I’m still going to do it, I can use this as an excuse to address my match against Williams tomorrow night on Asylum and send a message to Raab at the same time that said I’m not angry about what happened on the last Asylum.
I am absolutely livid!
At the moment I am waiting for my turn to speak as several backstage staff at Asylum are talking to the press first, off course I am accompanied by several of my lady friends who are doing their best to not have sex with me right here, right now, a nearly impossible task as any woman who’s been with me can tell you.
The staff member finishes his blabbering and the announcer introduces me as the next speaker, I grin before standing up and walking over to the podium accompanied by my lady friends.
“I supposed you expect me to go on and on about how Asylum is the best wrestling show on TV and how Stefan Raab is the best boss I could ask for.” I said before spitting to the side. “Give me a fucking break; I’m not a kiss ass like those idiots! In fact the only person who’s an even bigger idiot than them is Stephan him fucking self!”
“Err, can you tone down the swearing please.” One of the reporters asked and I shook my head.
“I was under the impression that this backwards hick town was in America.” I scoffed and the crowd gasped. “Don’t like the truth? Go screw your own sister! Stephan, you may have beaten me but you went as far as to desecrate the flag of my home country, Rachel, please pass me the flag we brought with us.”
“Sure Evan.” One of the lady friends answered before passing me a pole with the German flag on it, I looked at the flag, smirked and proceeded to tear it up, break the pole in two and piss on the remains.
“Stefan, you made yourself a powerful enemy last week!” I said as I zipped up my pants (my penis had been censored by the podium). “If you think that the beating I gave Legion was bad just wait until you see what I have in store for Williams tomorrow night! Now I will give a thousand dollars to whoever can get the best shot of me and these beautiful women!” I announced and the crowd of reporters went nuts trying to get a picture of me, I kept my word of course giving the money to the photographer who took a picture off me with two girls kissing me whilst the other two kissed each other, we quickly made our leave and stopped outside my car. “Well, that was fun.”
“I can think of a few ways we can make the night even more fun.” One of the lady friends responded and I grinned, however since I had a quick promo to do I gave them the keys to my car.
“I have a promo to do so why don’t you girls take the car for a ride?” I asked and the girls grinned before taking it. “Bring it back in one piece and I’ll take the four of you for a different kind of ride!” I added and the girls grinned before hopping in the car, once the car sped off I turned to the camera. “Did you really think I was going to leave it at that press conference? Nope, I do have some trash talking to do after all and Williams….you’re going to regret signing that contract!”
That I can guarantee.
“I saw your match last week whilst I was preparing for the Raab match and it almost made me want to grab one of my lady friends and have some fun with her….actually I did that anyway but that’s beside the point! Williams, this match will be as short as Legion’s career here in APW and the end result will make that match look like a friendly one!”
It’s as simple as that.
“This has nothing to do with race; instead it has everything to do with sending a message to the boss! The beatdown I gave to Legion was nothing personal, just business, the beatdown I’ll give you will be just the same with one major difference, you see after I was done with Legion he was back on his feet after a few weeks of recovery, after I’m done with you you’ll be lucky to ever walk again!”
I saw the car returning in one piece and I decided to wrap things up.
“You may think you have a chance but in reality you don’t, I have the money, the looks, the women, the drive and the desire to succeed in this business and that drive will run you over! This is “Your Scottish Sensation” and “God’s Gift to Women” Evan McDonald signing off, Williams, you may be the smooth one but you won’t look so smooth when I’m done with you.”
The car pulled up and I got in as the scene fades.
And as luck would have it some unlucky bastard by the name of William D. Williams Jr. was Evan’s next opponent and whilst Evan has had a meanstreak as of late that has catapulted due to the humiliation at Raab’s hands, can Evan win?
At a press conference, Little Rock, Arkansas
July 27th, 2013, 5:00pm
Defeating me wasn’t enough, humiliating me wasn’t enough desecrating my home country’s flag wasn’t fucking enough, now Raab expects me to do PR Work for Asylum following all that humiliation.
I’m still going to do it, I can use this as an excuse to address my match against Williams tomorrow night on Asylum and send a message to Raab at the same time that said I’m not angry about what happened on the last Asylum.
I am absolutely livid!
At the moment I am waiting for my turn to speak as several backstage staff at Asylum are talking to the press first, off course I am accompanied by several of my lady friends who are doing their best to not have sex with me right here, right now, a nearly impossible task as any woman who’s been with me can tell you.
The staff member finishes his blabbering and the announcer introduces me as the next speaker, I grin before standing up and walking over to the podium accompanied by my lady friends.
“I supposed you expect me to go on and on about how Asylum is the best wrestling show on TV and how Stefan Raab is the best boss I could ask for.” I said before spitting to the side. “Give me a fucking break; I’m not a kiss ass like those idiots! In fact the only person who’s an even bigger idiot than them is Stephan him fucking self!”
“Err, can you tone down the swearing please.” One of the reporters asked and I shook my head.
“I was under the impression that this backwards hick town was in America.” I scoffed and the crowd gasped. “Don’t like the truth? Go screw your own sister! Stephan, you may have beaten me but you went as far as to desecrate the flag of my home country, Rachel, please pass me the flag we brought with us.”
“Sure Evan.” One of the lady friends answered before passing me a pole with the German flag on it, I looked at the flag, smirked and proceeded to tear it up, break the pole in two and piss on the remains.
“Stefan, you made yourself a powerful enemy last week!” I said as I zipped up my pants (my penis had been censored by the podium). “If you think that the beating I gave Legion was bad just wait until you see what I have in store for Williams tomorrow night! Now I will give a thousand dollars to whoever can get the best shot of me and these beautiful women!” I announced and the crowd of reporters went nuts trying to get a picture of me, I kept my word of course giving the money to the photographer who took a picture off me with two girls kissing me whilst the other two kissed each other, we quickly made our leave and stopped outside my car. “Well, that was fun.”
“I can think of a few ways we can make the night even more fun.” One of the lady friends responded and I grinned, however since I had a quick promo to do I gave them the keys to my car.
“I have a promo to do so why don’t you girls take the car for a ride?” I asked and the girls grinned before taking it. “Bring it back in one piece and I’ll take the four of you for a different kind of ride!” I added and the girls grinned before hopping in the car, once the car sped off I turned to the camera. “Did you really think I was going to leave it at that press conference? Nope, I do have some trash talking to do after all and Williams….you’re going to regret signing that contract!”
That I can guarantee.
“I saw your match last week whilst I was preparing for the Raab match and it almost made me want to grab one of my lady friends and have some fun with her….actually I did that anyway but that’s beside the point! Williams, this match will be as short as Legion’s career here in APW and the end result will make that match look like a friendly one!”
It’s as simple as that.
“This has nothing to do with race; instead it has everything to do with sending a message to the boss! The beatdown I gave to Legion was nothing personal, just business, the beatdown I’ll give you will be just the same with one major difference, you see after I was done with Legion he was back on his feet after a few weeks of recovery, after I’m done with you you’ll be lucky to ever walk again!”
I saw the car returning in one piece and I decided to wrap things up.
“You may think you have a chance but in reality you don’t, I have the money, the looks, the women, the drive and the desire to succeed in this business and that drive will run you over! This is “Your Scottish Sensation” and “God’s Gift to Women” Evan McDonald signing off, Williams, you may be the smooth one but you won’t look so smooth when I’m done with you.”
The car pulled up and I got in as the scene fades.
