Post by Old Line Jeff on Jun 20, 2021 22:26:59 GMT -5
“If you’re gonna ask if I got lost or somethin’ when Jeff Andrews split, the answer is fuck yes I got lost.”
“I’d been in training for a year, what’d you expect was gonna happen?”
Fade up.
Kirsty McKinney, jogging shorts and a hoodie (hood up), sulky expression.
“Bad enough that he takes off and then Gus Arnold doesn’t ‘have anything for me to do’ - like of course there’s nothing to do, there’s like five people in the Amazon’s Division, including me. Is it okay to speculate on why NPW’s had so many women sign up to join and then never actually join? Because I kind of want to. What happened to Ashley Williams? What happened with Liz Idol? And when’s Cassie Hunter coming back? Ever?”
“I mean, I GUESS we can count Himmel. Himmel is a woman, right? I don’t know. Nobody ever told me anything.”
“Teaming with Julius Fristik. I’ll take it.”
“Willard, y’know, um, well, Dan Patterson says fuck you. Also, you do that Lancashire grappling stuff, right? Lucky this is under mixed tag rules boy, I’d suplex you out of your boots while you spent five minutes trying to apply the perfect wristlock.”
Exasperated huff.
“No, this isn’t quality. Look, I told you already. Jeff had his reasons, but he left me hanging, and you don’t think the New Untouchables are going to replace him, do you? Jeffrey could get lost in between the bed and the floor and Lee’s not that much better.”
“I’m trying to get my head on straight. I’m trying to chip off two months of ring rust when my career’s only run for four months. I don’t know what’s gonna happen short term.”
“I do know what’s gonna happen long term though. I had a chance to bail. But I’m not going back to farming. You can’t get rid of me that easily. If Jeff don’t come back I’ll find someone else. If I can’t find someone else, I’ll find something else. Understand? And it’s all going to start with me tying Himmel in knots and ripping her head straight off her body.”
Fade.
“I’d been in training for a year, what’d you expect was gonna happen?”
Fade up.
Kirsty McKinney, jogging shorts and a hoodie (hood up), sulky expression.
“Bad enough that he takes off and then Gus Arnold doesn’t ‘have anything for me to do’ - like of course there’s nothing to do, there’s like five people in the Amazon’s Division, including me. Is it okay to speculate on why NPW’s had so many women sign up to join and then never actually join? Because I kind of want to. What happened to Ashley Williams? What happened with Liz Idol? And when’s Cassie Hunter coming back? Ever?”
“I mean, I GUESS we can count Himmel. Himmel is a woman, right? I don’t know. Nobody ever told me anything.”
“Teaming with Julius Fristik. I’ll take it.”
“Willard, y’know, um, well, Dan Patterson says fuck you. Also, you do that Lancashire grappling stuff, right? Lucky this is under mixed tag rules boy, I’d suplex you out of your boots while you spent five minutes trying to apply the perfect wristlock.”
Exasperated huff.
“No, this isn’t quality. Look, I told you already. Jeff had his reasons, but he left me hanging, and you don’t think the New Untouchables are going to replace him, do you? Jeffrey could get lost in between the bed and the floor and Lee’s not that much better.”
“I’m trying to get my head on straight. I’m trying to chip off two months of ring rust when my career’s only run for four months. I don’t know what’s gonna happen short term.”
“I do know what’s gonna happen long term though. I had a chance to bail. But I’m not going back to farming. You can’t get rid of me that easily. If Jeff don’t come back I’ll find someone else. If I can’t find someone else, I’ll find something else. Understand? And it’s all going to start with me tying Himmel in knots and ripping her head straight off her body.”
Fade.