Post by adamyoung on Mar 24, 2012 2:09:08 GMT -4
Scene-Indianapolis
Adam and the SoCal Gangsters are standing in front of the home of Rasslemania 8.
Adam-Oh before we get into this real, Jeff heres your fine.
Adam throws fifty thousand dollars at the camera man in hundred dollar bills.
Adam-Did you already forget bossman money aint nothing to me, I wipe my ass with Benjamins baby. Rasslemania 8 is hours away and the World is talking about the four corners tag team elimination match baby. My boys right here in their own type of proveing grounds. The Gangsters against the Rainbow Express, the Powers of Pain and the Job Squad. Come on guys be orginial or go home. I've done and seen more in this biz than all you guys combined and I'm the master of tag team warfare. Why do you guys think Reginald called me up and got me to put together a team that could rep the APW and Asylum. Boys get'em I'm sick of them already.
Death-See where we come from you fight or you die. Nothing comes to you, you fight for everything you get. Guapo or as I like to call you Pedifile, you can go around spouting off all this Spanish you want but my boy right here Adam was doing that back in 2009 bitch. So get a gimmick of your own wetback. And yes I called you wetback cause I know your greencard and work visa are out of date. I may or may not of made a little call to ICE and told them where you would be at on Sunday night. Damn that would suck if you wheren't able to wrestle. I love being this damn evil.
Disorder-Now we aint worried about the other two teams so I'm going to just lay this out nice and neat for ya bitches, Sunday March 25, 2012, your new APW World tag team champions, us. Now choke on that.
All Three-Too Cruel!
Adam and the SoCal Gangsters are standing in front of the home of Rasslemania 8.
Adam-Oh before we get into this real, Jeff heres your fine.
Adam throws fifty thousand dollars at the camera man in hundred dollar bills.
Adam-Did you already forget bossman money aint nothing to me, I wipe my ass with Benjamins baby. Rasslemania 8 is hours away and the World is talking about the four corners tag team elimination match baby. My boys right here in their own type of proveing grounds. The Gangsters against the Rainbow Express, the Powers of Pain and the Job Squad. Come on guys be orginial or go home. I've done and seen more in this biz than all you guys combined and I'm the master of tag team warfare. Why do you guys think Reginald called me up and got me to put together a team that could rep the APW and Asylum. Boys get'em I'm sick of them already.
Death-See where we come from you fight or you die. Nothing comes to you, you fight for everything you get. Guapo or as I like to call you Pedifile, you can go around spouting off all this Spanish you want but my boy right here Adam was doing that back in 2009 bitch. So get a gimmick of your own wetback. And yes I called you wetback cause I know your greencard and work visa are out of date. I may or may not of made a little call to ICE and told them where you would be at on Sunday night. Damn that would suck if you wheren't able to wrestle. I love being this damn evil.
Disorder-Now we aint worried about the other two teams so I'm going to just lay this out nice and neat for ya bitches, Sunday March 25, 2012, your new APW World tag team champions, us. Now choke on that.
All Three-Too Cruel!
