Post by sharpe on Apr 6, 2008 10:10:49 GMT -5
The time had come for Jerimiah Sharpe's match at the GCW joint house show in East Rutherford, New Jersey as the screaming fans shout at him from the sidelines. Was he fast becoming a new face of GCW? Listening to their reactions? Oh hell yeah... people were eating up the BISON... Best Damn Elbow Drop, PERIOD! shirts were visible in full force from left to right!
The BISON, instead of waiting around for his partner to come out first... grabs a microphone. Today's order of business? The pupil-less nimrod that's gonna be standing across the ring from him, takin' the Best Damn Elbow Period and shrivelin' up like the li'l bitch he is, SHIA STORM!
"Now, the BISON was all set and primed to take this weekend off... but then, a travesty happened. That travesty being that the BISON didn't walk out of Ascension with the LockUP! Championship draped across his magnificent shoulder. A crime against humanity, I know. The BISON feels your pain! You deserve better, oh followers of GCW's superior brand, LockUP! I know how you feel!
Too much boredom holds onto your championships! Too much S.O.S. (Same Old Shit)! All of them, their exactly the same! Genesis, Shia, Cross, the MayheM idiots, hell, if our Tag Champs weren't such a train wreck to watch, even they'd be boring as hell! You fans, this company, THIS VERY PLANET! needs the BISON!!!!
Tonight, I have a chance at redemption! I got hosed, I'll admit. I went straight to Kimberly Masters to start FIXING this dilemma, to start SAVING you fans starting as of this moment! The BISON'S name is a tragedy if ever kept from the LockUP! Title scene! Kimberly Masters knows it deep down in her little black heart, and I'm sure the Shit Storm that's gonna be coming out from behind that curtain when I'm done does too! Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he's shaking in his boots, trying to do everything he can to keep me... OUT! He KNOWS that I'm legit, he KNOWS that I'm better, he KNOWS that I'm the total package to carry this company on their broad shouldered back! And HE doesn't like that I'm the one that's going to yank that dim spotlight on him, turn that SUMBITCH up to it's brightest setting... and shine it right...
on...
ME!
Right where it belongs. Right on the SHOWCASE. Right on the future LockUP! CHAMPION.
Don't like it? Bring it out, bitch. The ELBOW is waiting for ya!"
[/b]The BISON, instead of waiting around for his partner to come out first... grabs a microphone. Today's order of business? The pupil-less nimrod that's gonna be standing across the ring from him, takin' the Best Damn Elbow Period and shrivelin' up like the li'l bitch he is, SHIA STORM!
"Now, the BISON was all set and primed to take this weekend off... but then, a travesty happened. That travesty being that the BISON didn't walk out of Ascension with the LockUP! Championship draped across his magnificent shoulder. A crime against humanity, I know. The BISON feels your pain! You deserve better, oh followers of GCW's superior brand, LockUP! I know how you feel!
Too much boredom holds onto your championships! Too much S.O.S. (Same Old Shit)! All of them, their exactly the same! Genesis, Shia, Cross, the MayheM idiots, hell, if our Tag Champs weren't such a train wreck to watch, even they'd be boring as hell! You fans, this company, THIS VERY PLANET! needs the BISON!!!!
Tonight, I have a chance at redemption! I got hosed, I'll admit. I went straight to Kimberly Masters to start FIXING this dilemma, to start SAVING you fans starting as of this moment! The BISON'S name is a tragedy if ever kept from the LockUP! Title scene! Kimberly Masters knows it deep down in her little black heart, and I'm sure the Shit Storm that's gonna be coming out from behind that curtain when I'm done does too! Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if he's shaking in his boots, trying to do everything he can to keep me... OUT! He KNOWS that I'm legit, he KNOWS that I'm better, he KNOWS that I'm the total package to carry this company on their broad shouldered back! And HE doesn't like that I'm the one that's going to yank that dim spotlight on him, turn that SUMBITCH up to it's brightest setting... and shine it right...
on...
ME!
Right where it belongs. Right on the SHOWCASE. Right on the future LockUP! CHAMPION.
Don't like it? Bring it out, bitch. The ELBOW is waiting for ya!"
He tosses the microphone aside, awaiting his opponents for the tag team match that is set to be underway...[/center]