Post by Jimmy Zane on Sept 10, 2009 16:28:51 GMT -6
OH MY ****ING GOD!
Robbie, dude, you just don't get it, do you? I know you admitted to not being very smart and all before, but damn, man, I honestly didn't take it seriously. Or did I?... Wait, I think I did. So, how do I break this down for you so that even YOU can understand?
(Jimmy puts his hand on his chin to think. He changes positions a few times, still thinking before putting his finger up, as to indicate he has an idea!)
**ENTER LIGHT BULB ABOVE HIS HEAD**
I GOT IT! OK, listen closely, Robbie. I am going to talk really slow, so even you can understand it. You see, when you were watching the ... magic picture box... you know, the thingy with the moving pictures. And you were seeing the Punisher in nMw. Those are called "re-runs". Now say it with me now...
RE .... RUNS.
Yes, you got it. A re-run is where a TV station. That's the place the puts all them little movie pictures on the magic picture box, needs to run programming, that's called a TV SHOW, they play old stuff if they don't have any new stuff. OK, get it? Got it? GOOD!
(Jimmy's face turns serious as he looks back into the camera.)
Now that you have seriously pissed me off, Robbie, I need to let you in on a little secret. Come in..a little closer. (camera closes in slowly.) A little more..(camera moves in closer.) Whoa! Whoa! That's close enough. (Whispering) Now, this secret is very important. It will help you in the future, and will keep you from getting hurt in the VERY near future. You should never....
PISS ME OFF!
You son of a bitch, you come out here, making wild claims and accusations just to hear yourself talk. Sure, that title belongs to you right now. But in just a few short days, that will end. Your reign of retardation will end. YOU WILL END! Yeah, you heard me right. I will ****ing end you Sunday night. And the whole world will see it ..
LIVE ON PAY PER VIEW!
(Jimmy begins to shake as he begins to go just a little psychotic, speaking frantically, and getting wild eyed.)
Cut the umbilical cord, huh? I would rather CUT YOUR THROAT! You make a lot of claims. You talk a lot of trash. But this time, I promise you..you have picked the wrong son of a bitch to piss off. I am sick and tired of the lack of respect. The sad part is, I respected you as a performer. I respected you as a champion. I respected you as a fellow wrestler. But now, I see that respect like that shouldn't be given out so easily. It shouldn't be given out to such sad, worthless, pathetic pieces of **** like you.
You might have dropped your brother on his head. You might not ask him for anything. But the one thing I do know, is that a brother's love, is a brother's love. And some things, suffice it to say, just don't have to be asked for. Regardless of your past, a big brother will ALWAYS look out for his younger brother. That's just the way life is. It's our primal instinct to protect the ones we love, regardless of our personal issues. Get a ****ing clue, jackass. Wake up and smell the **** you are shoveling.
Mind games don't work on me, Robbie. I am the son of a former wrestling champion and a VooDoo Queen from New Orleans. If there is a mind-**** invented, I have probably already went through it. I am well aware of the tactics you are trying to employ. I am well aware of your intentions. And I can tell you. Without a doubt that you are not going to paint me into a corner!
(Suddenly, a hologram of 1987 Patrick Swayze walks into the picture.)
Johnny Castle - Nobody puts Jimmy in a corner!
(The hologram fades out.)
Yeah, you heard Patrick Swayze, Robbie. NOBODY PUTS JIMMY IN A CORNER! I am like any animal, Robbie. You back me into a corner, and the next thing you are going to get is the fiercest and bloodiest fight you ever dreamed of. This week, inside the cage, there will be blood. There will be so much blood, that they better have bags ready for transfusions when the match is done.
You say it's all about what we do in the ring. It's all about how we perform. It's all about wrestling. Well, I don't know if you know this or not, but the reason we go out there every week. The reason we go out there and break our backs, bleed like warriors, and stand in victory. Is FOR THE FANS! If it wasn't for them, none of us would have a job. So you can say you don't care about anything. You can claim to do it only for you. A lot of people say that. You brought up gimmicks that are popular this month. As to insinuate you are the first original wrestler in history. Think about it, Robbie. This whole, pissed off, I am a bad mamma jamma, best in the world thing you got going on....
SO FREAKING OVER DONE!
Yeah, you heard me right. I said it. Over done. Hell, I used it. Adam Knite has used it. Hell, your mom's uncle's cousin's brother used it. That's ok, though. Because as you stated, you aren't the brightest star in the sky, which we already knew. But, it is nice to see you admit it. Because admitting it is the first step on the road to educating yourself. No, wait, strike that.. Getting an education. Lord, if we let you educate yourself, you could only get dumber, if that's possible.
(Jimmy starts to laugh, and looks off camera for a minute.)
I'm...I'm sorry. I can't help it. That Patrick Swayze thing was AWESOME! Hell, even as a hologram, he is more real than Rob Diamond. I mean, it was like he actually had something to say that meant something. It was awesome. I love Patrick Swayze. Man, he did some good movies back in the day. Remember Red Dawn?
WOOOOLLLVEERIINNNEEESSSS!!
(Jimmy begins to laugh harder as he looks back into the camera.)
Do you see how far you have fallen in my eyes, Robbie? Dude, I think Patrick Swayze is more entertaining than you. And the sad part is, ...
(Jimmy stops laughing and gets real serious.)
I HATE PATRICK SWAYZE!
Get ready for the battle of your lifetime, Robbie. Get ready for the war you wanted, and the pain that goes along with it. Your night won't be over until I crush your throat. Until I blacken your eye. Until I walk out of that cage with YOUR X-Division Title around MY waist. Then, it will be over. You can crawl back under the rock from wence you came, and die for all I care.
(Scene fades to black.)
Robbie, dude, you just don't get it, do you? I know you admitted to not being very smart and all before, but damn, man, I honestly didn't take it seriously. Or did I?... Wait, I think I did. So, how do I break this down for you so that even YOU can understand?
(Jimmy puts his hand on his chin to think. He changes positions a few times, still thinking before putting his finger up, as to indicate he has an idea!)
**ENTER LIGHT BULB ABOVE HIS HEAD**
I GOT IT! OK, listen closely, Robbie. I am going to talk really slow, so even you can understand it. You see, when you were watching the ... magic picture box... you know, the thingy with the moving pictures. And you were seeing the Punisher in nMw. Those are called "re-runs". Now say it with me now...
RE .... RUNS.
Yes, you got it. A re-run is where a TV station. That's the place the puts all them little movie pictures on the magic picture box, needs to run programming, that's called a TV SHOW, they play old stuff if they don't have any new stuff. OK, get it? Got it? GOOD!
(Jimmy's face turns serious as he looks back into the camera.)
Now that you have seriously pissed me off, Robbie, I need to let you in on a little secret. Come in..a little closer. (camera closes in slowly.) A little more..(camera moves in closer.) Whoa! Whoa! That's close enough. (Whispering) Now, this secret is very important. It will help you in the future, and will keep you from getting hurt in the VERY near future. You should never....
PISS ME OFF!
You son of a bitch, you come out here, making wild claims and accusations just to hear yourself talk. Sure, that title belongs to you right now. But in just a few short days, that will end. Your reign of retardation will end. YOU WILL END! Yeah, you heard me right. I will ****ing end you Sunday night. And the whole world will see it ..
LIVE ON PAY PER VIEW!
(Jimmy begins to shake as he begins to go just a little psychotic, speaking frantically, and getting wild eyed.)
Cut the umbilical cord, huh? I would rather CUT YOUR THROAT! You make a lot of claims. You talk a lot of trash. But this time, I promise you..you have picked the wrong son of a bitch to piss off. I am sick and tired of the lack of respect. The sad part is, I respected you as a performer. I respected you as a champion. I respected you as a fellow wrestler. But now, I see that respect like that shouldn't be given out so easily. It shouldn't be given out to such sad, worthless, pathetic pieces of **** like you.
You might have dropped your brother on his head. You might not ask him for anything. But the one thing I do know, is that a brother's love, is a brother's love. And some things, suffice it to say, just don't have to be asked for. Regardless of your past, a big brother will ALWAYS look out for his younger brother. That's just the way life is. It's our primal instinct to protect the ones we love, regardless of our personal issues. Get a ****ing clue, jackass. Wake up and smell the **** you are shoveling.
Mind games don't work on me, Robbie. I am the son of a former wrestling champion and a VooDoo Queen from New Orleans. If there is a mind-**** invented, I have probably already went through it. I am well aware of the tactics you are trying to employ. I am well aware of your intentions. And I can tell you. Without a doubt that you are not going to paint me into a corner!
(Suddenly, a hologram of 1987 Patrick Swayze walks into the picture.)
Johnny Castle - Nobody puts Jimmy in a corner!
(The hologram fades out.)
Yeah, you heard Patrick Swayze, Robbie. NOBODY PUTS JIMMY IN A CORNER! I am like any animal, Robbie. You back me into a corner, and the next thing you are going to get is the fiercest and bloodiest fight you ever dreamed of. This week, inside the cage, there will be blood. There will be so much blood, that they better have bags ready for transfusions when the match is done.
You say it's all about what we do in the ring. It's all about how we perform. It's all about wrestling. Well, I don't know if you know this or not, but the reason we go out there every week. The reason we go out there and break our backs, bleed like warriors, and stand in victory. Is FOR THE FANS! If it wasn't for them, none of us would have a job. So you can say you don't care about anything. You can claim to do it only for you. A lot of people say that. You brought up gimmicks that are popular this month. As to insinuate you are the first original wrestler in history. Think about it, Robbie. This whole, pissed off, I am a bad mamma jamma, best in the world thing you got going on....
SO FREAKING OVER DONE!
Yeah, you heard me right. I said it. Over done. Hell, I used it. Adam Knite has used it. Hell, your mom's uncle's cousin's brother used it. That's ok, though. Because as you stated, you aren't the brightest star in the sky, which we already knew. But, it is nice to see you admit it. Because admitting it is the first step on the road to educating yourself. No, wait, strike that.. Getting an education. Lord, if we let you educate yourself, you could only get dumber, if that's possible.
(Jimmy starts to laugh, and looks off camera for a minute.)
I'm...I'm sorry. I can't help it. That Patrick Swayze thing was AWESOME! Hell, even as a hologram, he is more real than Rob Diamond. I mean, it was like he actually had something to say that meant something. It was awesome. I love Patrick Swayze. Man, he did some good movies back in the day. Remember Red Dawn?
WOOOOLLLVEERIINNNEEESSSS!!
(Jimmy begins to laugh harder as he looks back into the camera.)
Do you see how far you have fallen in my eyes, Robbie? Dude, I think Patrick Swayze is more entertaining than you. And the sad part is, ...
(Jimmy stops laughing and gets real serious.)
I HATE PATRICK SWAYZE!
Get ready for the battle of your lifetime, Robbie. Get ready for the war you wanted, and the pain that goes along with it. Your night won't be over until I crush your throat. Until I blacken your eye. Until I walk out of that cage with YOUR X-Division Title around MY waist. Then, it will be over. You can crawl back under the rock from wence you came, and die for all I care.
(Scene fades to black.)