Backstage Words

[Tommy Knox]

Sunday 11:23 PM [March 27th, 2011]
Shortly following RassleMania...

Cameras catch up with Knoxville hours after his match earlier tonight. He sits in his locker room surrounded by a cloud of smoke as he holds a half empty beer in hand. About eight or so empty bottles curround him lying on the floor. He takes a swig from his beer as he stares into the camera with his bloodshot eyes.

"So this is what fuckin' happens when I'm tossed into random tag matches. Enough, what's done is done. Kash, you squeaked by barely old friend. Bishop on the other hand wasn't so lucky. But enough with him. Tonight was fun, Kash. When it came down to the wire the only way you could escape your fate though was by attacking me with a chair. Kudos to you. Next time you won't be so lucky."

Knoxville finishes the beer in hand and pulls out a finely rolled joint from his duffle bag lying on the floor. He places it in his mouth as he stares into the camera once more as words softly exit his mouth.

"Don't let your mouth write checks that your ass can't cash..."

[Jason Cashe]

In response to the comments made by Tommy Knoxville, Jason Kash said the following:

::Jason Kash::
He's even using lines referring to my name. This guy wants so badly to overcome me because he thinks he needs to beat me to get on with his life of failure? Come on Knox! You were better than that. I was the only one trying to help you and you continue to shit on me so getting beat down to add onto that helps you how? I don't write checks, I have it on plastic bitch and credit is something you know nothing about anymore because your name is garbage. Come at me and I'll bury it like I have done your career before.[/font]

Nothing more is said as Kash leans back and is seen with a Italian Man who looks to be Mafia looking. Kash points at the man and mouths the words "Tony Salieri" and waves to the camera as the scene fades.