Mr. S£im Citrus

I didn't realize that he was in jail...

*coughkobebryantcough*

Linchpin = Muzz

And oh, by the way, stats have been updated to indicate tag team goodness.

Location: SWF Headquarters, Chicago, Illinois. Wardrobe department. "Are you serious?" "C'mon, man," replies Wildchild. "You wanna do dis team t'ing, or don't you?" *SIGH* Johnny Dangerous steps out from his dressing room, wearing a set of solid-aquamarine "Olympic-style" tights. He looks down in disgust. "I can't wear this!" Wildchild's face screws into a frown. "What's de matter with it?" Johnny pulls at the tights as if they are burning into his skin. "Dude, I can't pull off aquamarine!" The Bahama Bomber rolls his eyes. "What do you suggest, den?" "Well," Johnny says with a shrug, "what's wrong with what I wore before?" Wildchild scowls. "You know what you're problem is? You don't want t'commit to dis whole 'team' t'ing!" Johnny raises an eyebrow. "What the hell are you talking about?" "You know what it says about us when we come down to de ring wearing different costumes? It says dat we see ourselves as individuals; dat we're not both focused on de same goals." *SIGH* "Fine," says Johnny, "but does it have to be aquamarine?" This prompts Wildchild to break into his trademark grin. "Well, we can compromise on de color. Now, what about de theme music?" "Johnny scratches his head. "What's wrong with "In Da Club?" Wildchild shrugs. "I'm not really feeling dat anymore." "Well, do you have anything else in mind?" Wildchild grins. "As a matter of fact, I do. I put a few choices on dis," he says as he tosses his mp3 player towards the Barracuda. "I figured we could go with whichever one of d'ose you like best." So Johnny places the headphones over his ears and begins to listen intently... As we: FADE OUT

Uhh... yes and no; we do, but I haven't decided on it yet. I'll give it some more thought after I finish watching basketball.

Dateline: 28 December 2003 Scene: SWF Practice Facility, Lake Forrest, Illinois ONE! TWO! THREE! As soon as the referee-in-training’s hand slaps against the mat for a third time, Wildchild pulls himself to his knees, crawling over to the edge of the ring, and uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet. A hand appears in front of his face proffering a towel, which he gladly accepts, and uses to wipe the sweat from his brow. “Good workout, huh,” asks Johnny Dangerous. Wildchild nods his head. “Oui. Been a couple weeks since I been able t’do any of dat.” Johnny rubs his own face through a towel, before looking back towards the Bahama Bomber. “Where’d you get the idea to do that, anyway?” Wildchild shrugs. “Jus’ somet’in I’ve been kickin’ aroun’ my head. I always wanted t’ try dat, but it’s not really somet’in you can pull off in a singles’ match.” “Well, you know,” replies Johnny, “I’d love to see that move in action, against, say… Justice and Rule?” Wildchild turns his head over towards Johnny, looking him in the eye for a seemingly endless period, before saying, “Sure. Why not?” Johnny’s eyes shoot up in surprise. “What? Seriously?” “Oui. I t’ink I can trust you again, an’ I really enjoyed workin’ as a tag team; I never wanted t’go on my own in de first place…” “I won’t drop the ball this time, I swear,” says Johnny. “So, if we’re really going to do this thing, we should probably get some more practice in?” Wildchild breaks into his trademark smile. “You jus’ want to see that move again…” Johnny smiles back. “Dude! You gotta do that again! That was badass!” “Alright,” says the Bahama Bomber. “Get some more trainees in here, an’ let’s get our timing down!” As we: FADE OUT

I'm still trying to figure out who the guys in that banner are supposed to represent...

Well, I'm pretty sure I'm the last one in the pool, but it's finally after midnight here... So, where the fuck the party at?

I was playing around with the idea of compiling a CD with all the themes from the 2003 SWF PPV's, but that only took up about thirty minutes or so, so I figured I should add a few wrestler's themes to fill out the CD. I've designated a few wrestler's themes as essential, due to their status, as shown below: Disturbed - Prayer (Clusterfuck) The Rolling Stones - Paint it Black (From the Fire) Mudvayne - Not Falling (Battleground) The White Stripes - Seven Nation Army (13th Hour) Linkin Park - Faint (Ground Zero) Carl Orff - O Fortuna (Genesis) Nine Inch Nails - Sin (Ashes 2 Ashes) Blink 182 - I Won't Be Home for Christmas (The Fight Before Christmas) Blessid Union of Souls - Go Home ("Grand Slam" Mark Stevens) Ozzy Osbourne - Crazy Train (The Suicide King) DMX - Who We Be (The HVille Thugg) Blue Oyster Cult - Godzilla (The Boston Strangler) Andrew W. K. - I Get Wet (Annie Eclectic) The above track list still leaves me with just about thirty minutes of space left on the CD. Now, here's the exercise, boys and girls: I want you guys to give me a group of wrestler's themes to fill out my CD with; the combined play time of your recommendation cannot exceed thirty minutes, though. I will announce whoever I pick as having the best suggestion, and award the winner with a no-prize... or something... maybe I'll put you over in my next HOLT report. Any takers? - Dub Cee - Minor edit on the name of my entrance theme.

We all know that I'm your dream match, anyway...

What the hell; I'm bored, too... This question is mostly for the "newer" WFers and the JLers, but you veterans can answer, too: what three characters had you always wanted to compete against but never got a chance to? For me, it was: El Luchadore Magnifico - I've mentioned before that I had wanted to do a "Hero Worship" story when I got bumped, but apparently it wasn't meant to be. Fallout - Many people have told me that he was the best LHW ever, and one of the best writers in the history of the fed; I'd really like to have tested my mettle against him. Suicide King - My original intention in my first WF storyline (the one where Johnny got "suspended") was for it to lead to a match against King, but he had something else going, so I went back to good ol' reliable Ejiro. Honorable mention goes to Erek Taylor, who I never got a chance to take on in a singles match, and always wanted to. - Dub Cee

Well, seeing as how nearly every angle/feud I've involved myself in has been an either direct or indirect extension of the same storyline, I guess I'd have to say Ejiro. As I've said before, I had a really good idea for a feud planned with Spike Jenkins, but my bumpage caught me by surprise, and pretty much killed any hopes of ever working that program.

Damn; I guess I'm not going to get my Christmas present...

May I ask how your attribute points are set up? I've just rented the game, and I created a CAW that's based on my e-fed character (all speed and NO power); I can't even beat Rico.

Minnesota Sacramento doesn't play San Antonio. Thought I'd help you out, Vern.

Not long enough?

... Eh, as spotfests go, I'd give it a .8 on the Dub Cee scale...

And the funny thing is... I was being half-facetious before, but I was just told by my chief that we will, in fact, be working regular hours through the holiday period. And I took a friend's duty for Christmas so he could spend it with his kids. So,

Break? What's a break? Is that some sort of civilian code?

The Georgia Institute of Technology. Too bad I didn't finish; that would have been something to put on the resume...

You gotta make me get AIM first...

Hey, don't get mad at me; it was the fan's report! I think that Strangler deserves a pass; after all, he wanted some feed back on his awesome match... and it was awesome, TBS. I especially loved the internal monologue during that final spot; priceless. I'm sure that he didn't want to wait until I had a chance to look at the show to get some much-deserved feedback. - The Puro God is back! w00t! - A special shout-out to Craven for putting me over much more than I deserved to be. - I don't like Hossamania... I hate it, in fact, but I have to admit that Janus/Va'aiga match was pretty decent. I didn't skip to the end, which is probably the highest praise you'll ever get from me about a match between two three-hundred pounders. - Congrats to Grappler on the title win; I hope you realize, though, that you're just keeping that belt warm... - Thugg... you ain't right, man... you just ain't right... - Meanwhile, Ejiro once again proves himself to be the cream of the 0301 class (first bumpee class of 2003). Finished 2002 as the SJL World Champion. Finished 2003 as the SWF World Champion. You remember who took your last World title from you, right? [sidebar] Damn you, CC! This is all some kind of conspiracy to make me want to go after the World Title, isn't it? You know I can't turn down a shot at Ejiro! Grrrr.... [/sidebar] Anyway, if waiting for me to read the card before I make the HOLT report is too much, I can always stop... Let me know, fellas. - Dub Cee

[Ventura] It's "Terrance" if *I* say it's "Terrance." [/Ventura] Or perhaps you'd prefer if I just called you "Big Slow."