Post by Deleted on Jul 21, 2021 19:53:54 GMT -5
"Lot of people have been askin' me lately why I felt the need to go back to PWA for this one match. I had left on my own terms late last year and was going to let Dexter have the spotlight from this family but sometimes life throws you something and you must do something about it. I still watch this product as much as I possibly can despite my own schedule and going ons because I got some friends that wrestle here. Good to keep up on them.
Anyways as I watch this product someone's face always pops up during the show. I mean in half the segments of Violation I see his face on the TV and I feel like changing the channel because I know that what he has to say is nothing of real importance. Sure the people might've liked him before his actions at the Point of No Return version four but that doesn't matter a whole lot. I couldn't give a shit less if the people still liked this man.
I kept telling myself to stay out of it. Every time I watch him on the TV I had to look over at my wife and shake my head because she knew he was getting shoved down our throats every single week. Why was he getting shoved down our throats in the first place? So he could parade around an endless amount of power struggle segments with the owners? So he could get his personal friends a spot on TV and taking away the money from the real talent that deserve it?
All of these questions I'll probably never find an answer for. So I suppose this is why I felt the need to throw this challenge out towards Jack Gaither for Violation. I found it hilarious that he wanted to make this an extreme match when all I wanted was a wrestling contest. Maybe it's to hide his lack of wrestling ability or he wants to show how much of a bad ass motherfucker he is now that he turned his back on the fans.
No matter what his reasoning for making this an extreme match the fact remains that someone has not paid attention to just exactly who I really am. I don't know extreme matches do I? I find this hilarious. Ask Evan Andrews about my history in this business. I suppose when I went by Reckless Jack I knew nothing of extreme matches. No, Reckless men are always mat wrestling experts without a trace of hardcore style to their names.
I suppose my signature match type being called the Master of Horrors that then evolved to the Boston Massacre doesn't call myself as an extreme wrestler. Hey I got an idea for you Jacky boy, go ask Tom Fury how I well I preform in an extreme style of match.
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Oh wait I beat the holy shit out of him. I beat him so severly that I took him out of PWA. No idea if he's still wrestling these days but if he is there isn't a way he's the same person he once was before he tried to end my career. I believe you can find that contest back at Redemption II. A long time ago but I assure you that those skills haven't faded off in the least bit. Just a couple of months ago in the promotion that I now call home I was in the Boston Massacre itself.
Quite the bloody affair if I recall. When that blood goes down my face and I see my wife give me that disapproving look because she hates it when I get into that style of wrestling it makes me feel alive. So while you might think that this is your advantage you're quite mistaken. Oh and if you think for a single second that you winning the World Title makes you a better wrestler, just look at who you beat for it.
Yeah, thought so. Everyone can beat Nighthawk when the stakes are high. When I got my only shot I faced my best friend and I came within inches of beating him for that championship. Do you think you could beat Evan Andrews when the whole fucking world is watching you. When your family is calling the damn match in the ring because she's having an idenity crisis?
Jack you have no idea about who I am. You see these things on TV and YouTube and yet it's always enough to piece together something about a man to know who he is. Let me ask you something. Was your wife's body cold yet when you started fucking that Japanese girl? Seemed pretty quick to me so for a man who is preaching such things about how I conduct my personal life I just found it strange that you were so quickly with another woman.
A woman who by the way has the body of a teenage boy which leads me to think a few other things about you but that's not really the point. You know what else isn't the point of this whole thing Jack? My family. I have enough respect for this business to keep personal away from professional but I guess the new edgey Jack Gaither enjoys torture porn quite a bit. I mean what you did to that guy on TV none the less should be enough to land you in jail.
Or did your little Asian ladyboy give that cop a favor?
What confuses me is how am I perverted. I mean I guess having sex with your wife of nearly fourteen years is very disgusting when compared to getting in bed with a woman so quickly after a death as I mentioned a moment ago. Did I make a little porn? Yeah I did so what of it? It's like Megan and I were off fucking other people on camera. It was one title. One silly little title that sold pretty well if I remember right.
Yet if you released something with your little Jap bitch you'd probably get the DVDs sent back to you. Personally I'm not into watching women who look like kids getting fucked but hey you're apparently into that sort of thing. I'm not the one to judge you for what you do. So as far myself being perverted goes? I hardly think so. If you want perverted you should look elsewhere because I love my wife and I love being in bed with her.
Doesn't make me a bad man.
I did ask Megan about that night where the two of had a contest against one another. She really didn't remember it because there was hardly anything to remember. Also funny that I watched her wrestler two weeks ago in that promotion I work in. I guess you really ended her career there you big bad ass. You really should pay attention to the outside world a bit more often because, well, you might learn something other then having your own head shoved so far up your ass.
There is always a time for fun and a time to be serious. I remember when I used to constantly mock Nighthawk for being serious. It lead to me having fun wrestling against him trying to get him out of his element. However your attempts at being fun are nothing more then pathetic. As I said I keep my personal and professional life when it comes to the bedroom as much as I can anymore. Did I do some stupid shit? You bet I did but I stopped when I realized it was awful.
Your words lead me to believe that you're legit insane. Why in the fucking hell would I want to use such things on you? When the goal is to inflict the most pain possible I've always found it better to use a bit of barbed wire around my arm when I smack someone with my backfist. Cut my own brother up pretty well a couple of years ago. Then I get sick. I let that blood drip into their mouths. I let them taste my blood with a wide grin on my face.
You want sick, Jack, you'll get sick. You might fancy yourself as somewhat of a guy who knows how to muster up a few tricks in an extreme match but trust me when I tell you have nothing on what I'm able to do. I drove a railroad spike through my own brother's hand. I nearly ended an old friend's career after what I did. Everything I've done in my career I'm fucking proud of for the most part.
Titles mean nothing. You can take that World Title and fucking eat for all I care. But I guess the eight World Titles that have nothing to do with PWA aren't shit. I guess all my countless wars in other promotions where I had to spill blood mean nothing because I'm not a former PWA World Champion for barely over a fucking month. I mean really great job to put me in my place because you're such an accomplished champion in the first place.
I'd rather never win the World Title in the first place then to lose it a month later to the man I beat for it. I'd rather never get another shot at that PWA World Title, and I probably won't, then have the type of reign you had. You're a forgettable joke in the grand scheme of PWA. Jack Gaither is nothing more then a fucking footnote in the history pages of this company.
I might not be much better because of my past here when I was the laughing stock of this company but at least I can claim something you have nothing of from the people who really matter here. Not your little ass buddies in Exile. I'm talking about the men who built this company. So you have your fun with Exile. Have fun making shitty jokes and trying to get your personal friends over in this company.
Most of all have fun being a joke. When all the dust settles on Violation in my adopted hometown where they'll love to see me stand tall over you, you'll head to the shower and get that blood off of you. You'll look it mirror and see a scar forming on your cheek, a gash in your skull among so many other things and you'll wondering one fucking thing.
Why did I provoke this man to get a bit more pissed off. Violation in Boston is where Brad Kane shuts Jack Gaither the fuck up.
Survey says...
You're dead."
Anyways as I watch this product someone's face always pops up during the show. I mean in half the segments of Violation I see his face on the TV and I feel like changing the channel because I know that what he has to say is nothing of real importance. Sure the people might've liked him before his actions at the Point of No Return version four but that doesn't matter a whole lot. I couldn't give a shit less if the people still liked this man.
I kept telling myself to stay out of it. Every time I watch him on the TV I had to look over at my wife and shake my head because she knew he was getting shoved down our throats every single week. Why was he getting shoved down our throats in the first place? So he could parade around an endless amount of power struggle segments with the owners? So he could get his personal friends a spot on TV and taking away the money from the real talent that deserve it?
All of these questions I'll probably never find an answer for. So I suppose this is why I felt the need to throw this challenge out towards Jack Gaither for Violation. I found it hilarious that he wanted to make this an extreme match when all I wanted was a wrestling contest. Maybe it's to hide his lack of wrestling ability or he wants to show how much of a bad ass motherfucker he is now that he turned his back on the fans.
No matter what his reasoning for making this an extreme match the fact remains that someone has not paid attention to just exactly who I really am. I don't know extreme matches do I? I find this hilarious. Ask Evan Andrews about my history in this business. I suppose when I went by Reckless Jack I knew nothing of extreme matches. No, Reckless men are always mat wrestling experts without a trace of hardcore style to their names.
I suppose my signature match type being called the Master of Horrors that then evolved to the Boston Massacre doesn't call myself as an extreme wrestler. Hey I got an idea for you Jacky boy, go ask Tom Fury how I well I preform in an extreme style of match.
...
Oh wait I beat the holy shit out of him. I beat him so severly that I took him out of PWA. No idea if he's still wrestling these days but if he is there isn't a way he's the same person he once was before he tried to end my career. I believe you can find that contest back at Redemption II. A long time ago but I assure you that those skills haven't faded off in the least bit. Just a couple of months ago in the promotion that I now call home I was in the Boston Massacre itself.
Quite the bloody affair if I recall. When that blood goes down my face and I see my wife give me that disapproving look because she hates it when I get into that style of wrestling it makes me feel alive. So while you might think that this is your advantage you're quite mistaken. Oh and if you think for a single second that you winning the World Title makes you a better wrestler, just look at who you beat for it.
Yeah, thought so. Everyone can beat Nighthawk when the stakes are high. When I got my only shot I faced my best friend and I came within inches of beating him for that championship. Do you think you could beat Evan Andrews when the whole fucking world is watching you. When your family is calling the damn match in the ring because she's having an idenity crisis?
Jack you have no idea about who I am. You see these things on TV and YouTube and yet it's always enough to piece together something about a man to know who he is. Let me ask you something. Was your wife's body cold yet when you started fucking that Japanese girl? Seemed pretty quick to me so for a man who is preaching such things about how I conduct my personal life I just found it strange that you were so quickly with another woman.
A woman who by the way has the body of a teenage boy which leads me to think a few other things about you but that's not really the point. You know what else isn't the point of this whole thing Jack? My family. I have enough respect for this business to keep personal away from professional but I guess the new edgey Jack Gaither enjoys torture porn quite a bit. I mean what you did to that guy on TV none the less should be enough to land you in jail.
Or did your little Asian ladyboy give that cop a favor?
What confuses me is how am I perverted. I mean I guess having sex with your wife of nearly fourteen years is very disgusting when compared to getting in bed with a woman so quickly after a death as I mentioned a moment ago. Did I make a little porn? Yeah I did so what of it? It's like Megan and I were off fucking other people on camera. It was one title. One silly little title that sold pretty well if I remember right.
Yet if you released something with your little Jap bitch you'd probably get the DVDs sent back to you. Personally I'm not into watching women who look like kids getting fucked but hey you're apparently into that sort of thing. I'm not the one to judge you for what you do. So as far myself being perverted goes? I hardly think so. If you want perverted you should look elsewhere because I love my wife and I love being in bed with her.
Doesn't make me a bad man.
I did ask Megan about that night where the two of had a contest against one another. She really didn't remember it because there was hardly anything to remember. Also funny that I watched her wrestler two weeks ago in that promotion I work in. I guess you really ended her career there you big bad ass. You really should pay attention to the outside world a bit more often because, well, you might learn something other then having your own head shoved so far up your ass.
There is always a time for fun and a time to be serious. I remember when I used to constantly mock Nighthawk for being serious. It lead to me having fun wrestling against him trying to get him out of his element. However your attempts at being fun are nothing more then pathetic. As I said I keep my personal and professional life when it comes to the bedroom as much as I can anymore. Did I do some stupid shit? You bet I did but I stopped when I realized it was awful.
Your words lead me to believe that you're legit insane. Why in the fucking hell would I want to use such things on you? When the goal is to inflict the most pain possible I've always found it better to use a bit of barbed wire around my arm when I smack someone with my backfist. Cut my own brother up pretty well a couple of years ago. Then I get sick. I let that blood drip into their mouths. I let them taste my blood with a wide grin on my face.
You want sick, Jack, you'll get sick. You might fancy yourself as somewhat of a guy who knows how to muster up a few tricks in an extreme match but trust me when I tell you have nothing on what I'm able to do. I drove a railroad spike through my own brother's hand. I nearly ended an old friend's career after what I did. Everything I've done in my career I'm fucking proud of for the most part.
Titles mean nothing. You can take that World Title and fucking eat for all I care. But I guess the eight World Titles that have nothing to do with PWA aren't shit. I guess all my countless wars in other promotions where I had to spill blood mean nothing because I'm not a former PWA World Champion for barely over a fucking month. I mean really great job to put me in my place because you're such an accomplished champion in the first place.
I'd rather never win the World Title in the first place then to lose it a month later to the man I beat for it. I'd rather never get another shot at that PWA World Title, and I probably won't, then have the type of reign you had. You're a forgettable joke in the grand scheme of PWA. Jack Gaither is nothing more then a fucking footnote in the history pages of this company.
I might not be much better because of my past here when I was the laughing stock of this company but at least I can claim something you have nothing of from the people who really matter here. Not your little ass buddies in Exile. I'm talking about the men who built this company. So you have your fun with Exile. Have fun making shitty jokes and trying to get your personal friends over in this company.
Most of all have fun being a joke. When all the dust settles on Violation in my adopted hometown where they'll love to see me stand tall over you, you'll head to the shower and get that blood off of you. You'll look it mirror and see a scar forming on your cheek, a gash in your skull among so many other things and you'll wondering one fucking thing.
Why did I provoke this man to get a bit more pissed off. Violation in Boston is where Brad Kane shuts Jack Gaither the fuck up.
Survey says...
You're dead."