Post by Mike Morrison on Mar 22, 2012 16:43:51 GMT -4
“Forgive me father for I have sinned, well at least I think I have”
That was the first thing I said in confession, what am I doing here? well watch on faithful madmen and see.
The church was built not like any other, in fact between you and me I built it in the asylum cellar but don’t tell anyone Shh.
I sit there in the confession booth and pour out my heart.
“Go on Mike what are your sins?”
I sit there looking guilty.
“I feel I can do more for the Martyrs of Madness, but I feel I have let the team down. I mean we should have those tag title belts about now. But I feel I slipped up and cost us the match, and now we have a bunch of sex crazed maniacs with the belts and they are not even decent sex crazed maniacs.”
“I see Mike, and you think you are not crazy enough to be part of the Martyrs of Madness?”
“I think that is the case I mean at the most this should be the Fluff Muffins V.S The Martyrs of madness part two, but because of not getting my head in the game we have two other tag teams trying to take those belts. Who Rico and I have decimated so if anything they should be glorified cheerleaders.”
“Tell me about these other teams Michael and how someone like you can be in doubt?”
“Well, we have the Tag Team champions the Studmuffins, they are the sex maniacs I have explained about. I mean I am the insane one, but these guys violate everything give them a mannequin and they would take turns gang raping it. Those titles should belong to Rico and I, nothing like twisting those pretty boys like pizza dough. People call us a disgrace but who falsely represents the tag team division, the goddamn libido brothers, and we are the crazy ones.
‘Tell him about, the destiny Michael’
“Yes voice in my head, we had been destined to be the holders of those belts, ordained by the god of madness himself. But coming up short like the Studmuffins… never mind. Sometimes I feel that the god of madness has put us on this earths as his prophets and well when something like that happens It’s all out of whack. I am not the bad guy here I am just lost.
“Mike that is not a bad thing, I mean the god of madness has tasked you two for this important trial by fire. It will be disheartening sometimes when it doesn’t go right the first time. But have faith in he who is the god of madness. I mean look at all your opponents and you will understand.
“Yes lets look at them we have The Studmuffins, well they add the most cliché ideals to everything, the biggest crock is saying how Rico and I don’t work as a team, please yeah they are right in the fact that Rico had a great run as a singles competitor, and from experience I know he can hit hard.
Myself, yeah I am unpredictable, I never plan everything in advance, I like to go along and like to drag my opponent through the fields of bedlam and chaos, but saying we are not an efficient tag team, they have watched the APW Tag Team division recently right? Every tag team that has been put before us, except for the Studmuffins we have dismantled, crushed and demoralized.
The first time yeah it was one hell of a match, everyone got hurt, we just enjoyed it more. Did they pick up the win? Absolutely, but they will understand the rightful place of things, all things come to an end, and underestimating us is the last thing they should do. We want them to train and get stronger, we want them to be at their best, for when that final bell rings and they raise the hands of Rico and I as the new Tag Team champions, I want them to know they were at their best and it wasn’t good enough.”
“What about the other Mike, they must seem to think the same as The Martyrs of Madness and thing they have a chance.”
“Please, who is really going to stand in our way, The Hometown Heroes please we destroyed them not only that because of yours truly, Jun Yao got slapped around by a Hillbilly bitch who wouldn’t give her brother a blowjob, what threat are they to us? They are just filler for the titles to come back to Asylum, also he doesn’t the APW Tag Team division to be represented by us, so he throws these chumps in, well it does muddy the waters up a bit I mean they could get the sneaky pin. But even so their title reign would last oh about two weeks we will see to that. Not turning up would not only be the best move they made for the match, it would also prolong their piss poor career.”
“I mean the best they should do is, no show or just stand back and cheer us from the back like the glorified cheerleaders they are, Hometown Heroes, what they think this is a game? This is a wrestling match boys not a game of Monopoly.
The fun and games, the holiday is over, the dismantling of your so called team was nothing this is the grandest stage in APW, and we will be damned if a team like you is going to deny us our destiny.”
‘Have you forgotten about the Social Gangsters, Michael?’
“Yes, voice in my head. I was just getting to that, they believe that they have a chance, to win those titles…
[Deep Laughter]
Well that must be the biggest laugh since I purple nurpled my Psychologist, and stole his wig to dust my lab down, oh what funny times. The 3 most things I find funny are:
1. Animal Porn
2. The Donkey Punch Urine test
3. Social Gangsters thinking they can beat, The Martyrs of Madness
So you see gentlemen, you were here on a fluke, that’s it no skill, no technique. You just happened, to be in the building when Reginald decided to stack all the cards against us and saw you guys. Your luck has ran out, finito kaput!, I mean reall come on, I bet you are not real gangsters, I bet you play croquet and chess listening to Mozart and Tchaikovsky. Looking at Stock Markets.
I have seen Politicians on the TV that are less fake than you, The Social Gangsters that is indeed a phrase that shouldn’t go together like, fun run or Martyrs leaving Rastlemania without the Tag Belts, he he see what I did there, Who’s a clever boy, Mikey is a clever boy, yes he is oh yes he is.”
So Mike I see, your predicament but do not worry, it will be hard, but you shall prevail.
‘You have seem to regained your lost faith’
“I see that I have not been abandoned, I also see that it will be a great day for the those who have been crushed underfoot by the sane and the norms, the end of Rasslemania VIII, The insane will, eat glass and razorblades, they will howl at the moon, and we the Martyrs will walks away with those belts and no suit or big wig is going to stop us.”
Mike opens the door and steps out the confession booth with a priests robe on, on the other side Rico steps out the other, they then swap places.
The cameras switch off.
That was the first thing I said in confession, what am I doing here? well watch on faithful madmen and see.
The church was built not like any other, in fact between you and me I built it in the asylum cellar but don’t tell anyone Shh.
I sit there in the confession booth and pour out my heart.
“Go on Mike what are your sins?”
I sit there looking guilty.
“I feel I can do more for the Martyrs of Madness, but I feel I have let the team down. I mean we should have those tag title belts about now. But I feel I slipped up and cost us the match, and now we have a bunch of sex crazed maniacs with the belts and they are not even decent sex crazed maniacs.”
“I see Mike, and you think you are not crazy enough to be part of the Martyrs of Madness?”
“I think that is the case I mean at the most this should be the Fluff Muffins V.S The Martyrs of madness part two, but because of not getting my head in the game we have two other tag teams trying to take those belts. Who Rico and I have decimated so if anything they should be glorified cheerleaders.”
“Tell me about these other teams Michael and how someone like you can be in doubt?”
“Well, we have the Tag Team champions the Studmuffins, they are the sex maniacs I have explained about. I mean I am the insane one, but these guys violate everything give them a mannequin and they would take turns gang raping it. Those titles should belong to Rico and I, nothing like twisting those pretty boys like pizza dough. People call us a disgrace but who falsely represents the tag team division, the goddamn libido brothers, and we are the crazy ones.
‘Tell him about, the destiny Michael’
“Yes voice in my head, we had been destined to be the holders of those belts, ordained by the god of madness himself. But coming up short like the Studmuffins… never mind. Sometimes I feel that the god of madness has put us on this earths as his prophets and well when something like that happens It’s all out of whack. I am not the bad guy here I am just lost.
“Mike that is not a bad thing, I mean the god of madness has tasked you two for this important trial by fire. It will be disheartening sometimes when it doesn’t go right the first time. But have faith in he who is the god of madness. I mean look at all your opponents and you will understand.
“Yes lets look at them we have The Studmuffins, well they add the most cliché ideals to everything, the biggest crock is saying how Rico and I don’t work as a team, please yeah they are right in the fact that Rico had a great run as a singles competitor, and from experience I know he can hit hard.
Myself, yeah I am unpredictable, I never plan everything in advance, I like to go along and like to drag my opponent through the fields of bedlam and chaos, but saying we are not an efficient tag team, they have watched the APW Tag Team division recently right? Every tag team that has been put before us, except for the Studmuffins we have dismantled, crushed and demoralized.
The first time yeah it was one hell of a match, everyone got hurt, we just enjoyed it more. Did they pick up the win? Absolutely, but they will understand the rightful place of things, all things come to an end, and underestimating us is the last thing they should do. We want them to train and get stronger, we want them to be at their best, for when that final bell rings and they raise the hands of Rico and I as the new Tag Team champions, I want them to know they were at their best and it wasn’t good enough.”
“What about the other Mike, they must seem to think the same as The Martyrs of Madness and thing they have a chance.”
“Please, who is really going to stand in our way, The Hometown Heroes please we destroyed them not only that because of yours truly, Jun Yao got slapped around by a Hillbilly bitch who wouldn’t give her brother a blowjob, what threat are they to us? They are just filler for the titles to come back to Asylum, also he doesn’t the APW Tag Team division to be represented by us, so he throws these chumps in, well it does muddy the waters up a bit I mean they could get the sneaky pin. But even so their title reign would last oh about two weeks we will see to that. Not turning up would not only be the best move they made for the match, it would also prolong their piss poor career.”
“I mean the best they should do is, no show or just stand back and cheer us from the back like the glorified cheerleaders they are, Hometown Heroes, what they think this is a game? This is a wrestling match boys not a game of Monopoly.
The fun and games, the holiday is over, the dismantling of your so called team was nothing this is the grandest stage in APW, and we will be damned if a team like you is going to deny us our destiny.”
‘Have you forgotten about the Social Gangsters, Michael?’
“Yes, voice in my head. I was just getting to that, they believe that they have a chance, to win those titles…
[Deep Laughter]
Well that must be the biggest laugh since I purple nurpled my Psychologist, and stole his wig to dust my lab down, oh what funny times. The 3 most things I find funny are:
1. Animal Porn
2. The Donkey Punch Urine test
3. Social Gangsters thinking they can beat, The Martyrs of Madness
So you see gentlemen, you were here on a fluke, that’s it no skill, no technique. You just happened, to be in the building when Reginald decided to stack all the cards against us and saw you guys. Your luck has ran out, finito kaput!, I mean reall come on, I bet you are not real gangsters, I bet you play croquet and chess listening to Mozart and Tchaikovsky. Looking at Stock Markets.
I have seen Politicians on the TV that are less fake than you, The Social Gangsters that is indeed a phrase that shouldn’t go together like, fun run or Martyrs leaving Rastlemania without the Tag Belts, he he see what I did there, Who’s a clever boy, Mikey is a clever boy, yes he is oh yes he is.”
So Mike I see, your predicament but do not worry, it will be hard, but you shall prevail.
‘You have seem to regained your lost faith’
“I see that I have not been abandoned, I also see that it will be a great day for the those who have been crushed underfoot by the sane and the norms, the end of Rasslemania VIII, The insane will, eat glass and razorblades, they will howl at the moon, and we the Martyrs will walks away with those belts and no suit or big wig is going to stop us.”
Mike opens the door and steps out the confession booth with a priests robe on, on the other side Rico steps out the other, they then swap places.
The cameras switch off.
