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Post by Tracy Adkins on Oct 16, 2009 19:33:17 GMT -5
(the pa blares afraid of my by twisted as Tracy Adkins comes out wearing a leather jacket a choker a hatchet man t-shirt long shorts and his wrestling boots. he steps in the ring and grabs a Mic as he walks to the center of the ring)
Tracy-kill the god damn music!
music shuts off that very instant
Tracy- i got something important to say so all you inbred f*cks shut up. why should i prove my self to the biggest joke of the company hell i hope you know your the biggest joke hear in the business brother. you put on the mask of a legend like you have no clue who you are but i know. you see hell you and me are one of the same. we both have had a rocky past but me i embraced the fact that I'm a monster. but you hell hide behind a fake gimmick like it makes you something when in fact it doesn't even make you dirt. road rage who are you i haven't seen you in the roster are you even a wrestler or just a fan who wants to live out his fantasy in the. i don't care i will hurt you. i don't care what rules thay put in-front of me i will break them all to get back at hell. that is my one goal hell to make your life a hell. i will show you that no one is better at mind games then me. this will be and intellectual Vietnam and you can not so let it be written so let it be done.
(hell drops the Mic and walks out)
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