Post by Mike Morrison on Aug 21, 2011 10:59:36 GMT -4
‘’The world is a place that stinks of hypocrisies; everyone has their 15 minutes of fame. The problem with human nature is that 15 minutes is too short people get greedy. People like me do not get their 15 minutes of fame every one will say that this mass of humanity that fights for a gold belt will be mine. I have had a little insane moments I will enjoy the carnage I get to bestow on the participants in this little scuffle, so my 15 minutes will come in dribs and dabs instead of the whole 15 minutes at once. I won’t come like a wave and crash after a big moment. I am going to be around a long time bringing the uncertainty of madness.”
Darkness around me as I sit in this cellar the darkness and insanity surrounding me wrapping around me like a blanket. I am reading a letter saying that I have a battle royal for the chance to wrestle on the PPV and then wrestle for the tap out title. Quite a familiar turn of events as I already put one of the competitors in the straight jacket and he tapped faster than a nerd twittering on the old net. One that is probably tired of fighting me but I do not disappear, I am a shadow, I am the itch on your back that doesn’t disappear no matter how hard you scratch.
The camera is on the red light is shining bright cutting the darkness.
“So my perseverance has paid off I have the same chance as 7 other people to compete, to take a journey, to walk a path what is at the end of this road? A chance to obtain the tap out title an insane man whom believes in casing pain taking pain and snapping sane wrestlers in a Straight Jacket. This arrangement suits me fine, but who in the world is stepping into the arena to push me off the road.”
I turn off the camera and go to do some research, I know of Yoko Misawa and Hopper Rose. But the others I had to honestly research I took a look at the last match between Johnny Brown, Demon and Tommy Knoxville, the Aeris Kings match and of course Johnny Browns last promo. I go back to the camera and switch it on.
“I am back oh my brothers and sisters. Back to discuss this state of affairs yours that have been bestowed upon yours truly. The Battle royal oh what delicious carnage and chaos, eight competitors trying to destroy each other for a chance at the tap out title. Lets take a look at the gladiators that will battle in the arena that are going to stop me in my journey.”
“Yoko Misawa heh! Have I not slapped you hard before, one thing about you Japs you are certainly a glutton for punishment. I swear when you were placed in the Streight Jacket you were screaming that loud. I thought you were running from Godzilla. Your screams and grunts were music to my ears. Have you learned that the punishment you give me isn’t enough?”
I laugh and go back to the camera
“I guess you are going to believe your manager that our last encounter was a fluke? Well believe what you want I guess, despite your education and advances in technology. I guess you will learn that madness crashes over you worse than any Tsunami.”
My face takes a more serious look, as I go to talk about a feud that has had me on the receiving end, and also had me on wits edge, yeah I guess it is crazy to come up with especially, when I am insane.
“This had come to a head don’t you think Hopper? Isn’t just a pain in the shitter when you beat a man down and he keeps coming back? I am the splinter in your finger, the ghostly shadows on your wall. You are going to moan how I am no challenge make some reference about my ‘imported ass’ and call it a night. Have you not learned how you can’t keep me down no matter how hard you try? I have worn you down time to finish the job. Most Hated heh you do what you can to earn respect, it is pathetic. Me I care not for respect I care for causing physical harm and to pot with the respect of the fellow man.”
I try to calm down, I tell you if the voice came right now I would be pissed. But nether less I must soldier on.
“First off I would like to say hello to the wrestlers whom have not met me in the ring, hello I am Mr Madness and I am your crazy man for this evening. Aeris King I watched your match how you enjoyed wrestling a man in a dress yikes! I thought I was messed up but you take the biscuit. You and Hayley Hitch sound like porn stars. Now I could actually watch that, you two in a lesbian scene. It would be more entertaining.”
“Demon I watched you get creamed by my fellow Brit Johnny Brown, ooh Mr. Mysterious. The last time the Devil came to me I sparked him out and dropped a fart on his face it sounded like the UN bombing of Libya. Unraveling the mystery while I slap you silly will be a hoot it really will. Those are mysterious are compensating for something please enter the battle and hopefully I can acquaint you with my friend pain.”
Sitting there rocking back and forth laughing I go back to facing the camera.
“Tommy Knoxville you fare no better than your boyfriend Demon. What is it with APW and homosexual entandres. Demon and Tommy like to share spit in the shower, and with Hopper talking about my imported ass, any folks sorry about the tangent I had to keep my insanity in check there before I digress. Where was I oh yeah Knoxville. Run around with your partner. It is inevitable you will be eliminated anyway, teaming with Demon just delays that inevitable fact.”
“Last but by no means least my fellow Brit, True Brit Johnny brown, I do wish to have a gentleman’s match with you, hopefully we will get a chance to tear the roof from the building, I do not know if you want to pal around with a Yid but hey the offers there, I made a sacrifice to the god of madness it only cost me some washing machine parts and a cabbage, I prey for our match we can show the Septics how we do it in old Blighty”
The camera switches off I need a few Britneys I need to get out this cellar go down to the old nuclear. Get some fresh air.’
I head out dressed in my usual attire it is good for turning heads, I think hard about the battle that is coming up, and while I enjoy my first beer I know one thing is for certain this isn’t a cake walk for anyone, but the god of madness is starting to move, the worm turns and no one should underestimate the uncertainty of madness.
Darkness around me as I sit in this cellar the darkness and insanity surrounding me wrapping around me like a blanket. I am reading a letter saying that I have a battle royal for the chance to wrestle on the PPV and then wrestle for the tap out title. Quite a familiar turn of events as I already put one of the competitors in the straight jacket and he tapped faster than a nerd twittering on the old net. One that is probably tired of fighting me but I do not disappear, I am a shadow, I am the itch on your back that doesn’t disappear no matter how hard you scratch.
The camera is on the red light is shining bright cutting the darkness.
“So my perseverance has paid off I have the same chance as 7 other people to compete, to take a journey, to walk a path what is at the end of this road? A chance to obtain the tap out title an insane man whom believes in casing pain taking pain and snapping sane wrestlers in a Straight Jacket. This arrangement suits me fine, but who in the world is stepping into the arena to push me off the road.”
I turn off the camera and go to do some research, I know of Yoko Misawa and Hopper Rose. But the others I had to honestly research I took a look at the last match between Johnny Brown, Demon and Tommy Knoxville, the Aeris Kings match and of course Johnny Browns last promo. I go back to the camera and switch it on.
“I am back oh my brothers and sisters. Back to discuss this state of affairs yours that have been bestowed upon yours truly. The Battle royal oh what delicious carnage and chaos, eight competitors trying to destroy each other for a chance at the tap out title. Lets take a look at the gladiators that will battle in the arena that are going to stop me in my journey.”
“Yoko Misawa heh! Have I not slapped you hard before, one thing about you Japs you are certainly a glutton for punishment. I swear when you were placed in the Streight Jacket you were screaming that loud. I thought you were running from Godzilla. Your screams and grunts were music to my ears. Have you learned that the punishment you give me isn’t enough?”
I laugh and go back to the camera
“I guess you are going to believe your manager that our last encounter was a fluke? Well believe what you want I guess, despite your education and advances in technology. I guess you will learn that madness crashes over you worse than any Tsunami.”
My face takes a more serious look, as I go to talk about a feud that has had me on the receiving end, and also had me on wits edge, yeah I guess it is crazy to come up with especially, when I am insane.
“This had come to a head don’t you think Hopper? Isn’t just a pain in the shitter when you beat a man down and he keeps coming back? I am the splinter in your finger, the ghostly shadows on your wall. You are going to moan how I am no challenge make some reference about my ‘imported ass’ and call it a night. Have you not learned how you can’t keep me down no matter how hard you try? I have worn you down time to finish the job. Most Hated heh you do what you can to earn respect, it is pathetic. Me I care not for respect I care for causing physical harm and to pot with the respect of the fellow man.”
I try to calm down, I tell you if the voice came right now I would be pissed. But nether less I must soldier on.
“First off I would like to say hello to the wrestlers whom have not met me in the ring, hello I am Mr Madness and I am your crazy man for this evening. Aeris King I watched your match how you enjoyed wrestling a man in a dress yikes! I thought I was messed up but you take the biscuit. You and Hayley Hitch sound like porn stars. Now I could actually watch that, you two in a lesbian scene. It would be more entertaining.”
“Demon I watched you get creamed by my fellow Brit Johnny Brown, ooh Mr. Mysterious. The last time the Devil came to me I sparked him out and dropped a fart on his face it sounded like the UN bombing of Libya. Unraveling the mystery while I slap you silly will be a hoot it really will. Those are mysterious are compensating for something please enter the battle and hopefully I can acquaint you with my friend pain.”
Sitting there rocking back and forth laughing I go back to facing the camera.
“Tommy Knoxville you fare no better than your boyfriend Demon. What is it with APW and homosexual entandres. Demon and Tommy like to share spit in the shower, and with Hopper talking about my imported ass, any folks sorry about the tangent I had to keep my insanity in check there before I digress. Where was I oh yeah Knoxville. Run around with your partner. It is inevitable you will be eliminated anyway, teaming with Demon just delays that inevitable fact.”
“Last but by no means least my fellow Brit, True Brit Johnny brown, I do wish to have a gentleman’s match with you, hopefully we will get a chance to tear the roof from the building, I do not know if you want to pal around with a Yid but hey the offers there, I made a sacrifice to the god of madness it only cost me some washing machine parts and a cabbage, I prey for our match we can show the Septics how we do it in old Blighty”
The camera switches off I need a few Britneys I need to get out this cellar go down to the old nuclear. Get some fresh air.’
I head out dressed in my usual attire it is good for turning heads, I think hard about the battle that is coming up, and while I enjoy my first beer I know one thing is for certain this isn’t a cake walk for anyone, but the god of madness is starting to move, the worm turns and no one should underestimate the uncertainty of madness.
