Post by danedynamite on Feb 11, 2009 5:10:39 GMT -5
“Burning in the Third Degree” plays and Lauren wastes no time in appearing from behind the curtain her video had played at Mayhem and Jennifer had sent her a pitiful response that the world just had to see. Lauren was receiving a mixed reaction as ever she was popular just like her entire life she was so popular that she was the golden girl who could get away with anything. Even changing her hair from blonde to brunette and a woman that can achieve that feat can achieve anything. Yes the Top Debutante Championship had eluded her but under extreme circumstances she maintained. Lauren knew that the loss to Trinity had hurt her chances at a singles title shot but her record and popularity surely help make her challenge appear somewhat valid.
Lauren approached the ring and she rolled into it instead of climbing though the ropes, there she was in designer hipster jeans, short baby tee with “TFL” written across the chest, and naturally it was low cut to show a couple of things that men seemed to like a little too much, the back read “Do it like The First Lady.” Lauren also was sporting a personalized platinum belt buckle just offset to one side as it was the style. Did this belt buckle say Lauren? Nope it read “Twinkie” and it was for a purpose. Lauren climbed the turnbuckle and hit her “look at me I am ever-so fabulous” pose then she jumped down and received a microphone and a small but audible Lauren chant began after all she was the First Lady.
“Well. Well. Well. I see that people change, and I am talking about my former fans who now because they see the real me they don’t like it. HA! This is me you can love me. You can hate me. You can MEH me. However in this ring I give it my all… Well almost.”
Lauren pauses the crowd know what she meant that loss against Trinity? Yep Lauren was brushing that under the carpet as feeding an ego. Now it was time to feed her own ego.
“Now we all saw the events of Exodus, and now the only title match that night resulted in the challenge walking out with a belt she had tried for before and now having won it sadly she has out grown it before getting it. Unless the bosses here predicted that you’d be racing to 300lbs and ordered a XXXL belt I mean it is three X’s and not four right Jennifer? Never the less I suppose you can just carry it. I just like to know that if I wanted to I could wear it you know.”
Lauren smiles as she turns to the camera and now she is drawing some cheers and some boos from the crowd. They were so fickle if she was talking to Ashley Raimond like this they’d be raising the roof right about now. Lauren then turned to the ramp and pointed toward it, the stage and the titantron before raising the microphone again.
“Jennifer I know you are watching so be a gracious subject and let me insult you personally, whether you appear on the stage in the flesh, on the titantron via satellite or whether you want to see if that gut of yours still allows your chubby fingers to slap me.”
That brought both jeers and laughter from the crowd as everybody had noticed Jennifer’s added pounds.
Lauren approached the ring and she rolled into it instead of climbing though the ropes, there she was in designer hipster jeans, short baby tee with “TFL” written across the chest, and naturally it was low cut to show a couple of things that men seemed to like a little too much, the back read “Do it like The First Lady.” Lauren also was sporting a personalized platinum belt buckle just offset to one side as it was the style. Did this belt buckle say Lauren? Nope it read “Twinkie” and it was for a purpose. Lauren climbed the turnbuckle and hit her “look at me I am ever-so fabulous” pose then she jumped down and received a microphone and a small but audible Lauren chant began after all she was the First Lady.
“Well. Well. Well. I see that people change, and I am talking about my former fans who now because they see the real me they don’t like it. HA! This is me you can love me. You can hate me. You can MEH me. However in this ring I give it my all… Well almost.”
Lauren pauses the crowd know what she meant that loss against Trinity? Yep Lauren was brushing that under the carpet as feeding an ego. Now it was time to feed her own ego.
“Now we all saw the events of Exodus, and now the only title match that night resulted in the challenge walking out with a belt she had tried for before and now having won it sadly she has out grown it before getting it. Unless the bosses here predicted that you’d be racing to 300lbs and ordered a XXXL belt I mean it is three X’s and not four right Jennifer? Never the less I suppose you can just carry it. I just like to know that if I wanted to I could wear it you know.”
Lauren smiles as she turns to the camera and now she is drawing some cheers and some boos from the crowd. They were so fickle if she was talking to Ashley Raimond like this they’d be raising the roof right about now. Lauren then turned to the ramp and pointed toward it, the stage and the titantron before raising the microphone again.
“Jennifer I know you are watching so be a gracious subject and let me insult you personally, whether you appear on the stage in the flesh, on the titantron via satellite or whether you want to see if that gut of yours still allows your chubby fingers to slap me.”
That brought both jeers and laughter from the crowd as everybody had noticed Jennifer’s added pounds.
. Lauren moved toward Jennifer and true to her word placed the second belt on her opposite shoulder. Lauren eyed up the prize she had been chasing for a while.