Zack Malibu

(We cut backstage, where the cameraman looks to be walking down a dimly-lit hallway, as we hear loud belt snaps from somewhere. The cameraman eventually finds a door, and cracks it open, sticking his lens in the crack. We then see Gibraltar, with his wrists chained to the wall of this run-down, grimey-looking room, as St. Andrew whips him repeatedly, on his bare back, with a belt.) ANDREW: This is for letting Brock Auustin knock you down! (belt whip) This is for letting Brock Auustin choke you out! (belt whip) This is for letting Hoff tackle you! (belt whip) This is for not staying in the ring the entire distance of the match, and costing the Communion the HeldDOWN~! World Title! (belt whip) GIBRALTAR: AAAAAARH! ANDREW: Is any of this getting through to you? (Gibraltar stays silent) Fine...Nathaniel, Michael...(The Minions step forward, out of the darkness)...attack! (Michael and Nathaniel attack Gibraltar with rapid-fire forearms, kicks, and punches, until Gibraltar seemingly has enough, and, in an incredible display of brute power, pulls his hands free of the chains on the wall! Gibraltar then grabs both Nathaniel and Michael up, by the throat with seperate hands, and is ready to drive them down with a double chokeslam.) ANDREW: Gibraltar, stop! Stop! (Gibraltar, seemingly hypnotized by Andrew, lets both Minions go scotch-free). I guess I was wrong; you are a monster. You just showed me right there the type of mentality that my one-man army of misfortune needs to have. Attacking the Minions, despite you three being brethern...that's the act of a heartless monster. That's why you are my one-man army of misfortune. That's why you are the protector of all that we believe. That's why you are, without a shadow of a doubt, the single deadliest human being, if you even are human, in this promotion today. We will put the past behind us...and now, you will be christened yet again. (Andrew puts his palm up in Gibraltar's face, and lowers it, causing Gibraltar to bow before him) We will have revenge on those who have sinned before us. Before long...Hoff, Brock, the powers more than we ever possibly could be will have their way with you, and I guarantee, you will NOT be happy! (Andrew crosses Gibraltar, as the camera pans over to Rick Heyross, who's trying to peek in on what's going on.) HEYROSS: I hope they're not busy....(swings the door wide open, as the cameraman follows him inside). ANDREW: Who exactly do you think you are? HEYROSS: I am Rick Heyross, the agent to the "Current Big Thing" Brock Auustin. (Gibraltar stands up) Relax, big man; I mean no harm. Listen, I come to you with a huge opportunity. I know you're not too happy with my man Brock. I mean, after all, he did knock your monster Gibraltar flat on his ass...(Gibraltar charges slightly forward)..I said relax! Listen, Andrew; I know your church is always in need of more additions to the donation basket, and if you agree to go through with me on this plan, I guarantee a HEFTY amount of cash will be presented, in my name, to the Communion. ANDREW: Go on; I'm listening. HEYROSS: You see, I've been in meetings all week, behind closed doors, attempting to get my man Brock Auustin a World Title shot. However, Northstar's not budging when it comes to his stance on not giving out many, if any at all, World Title shots until after Anglemania. So, me and the GM came to an agreement: if I could get Brock a partner for next week, he and said partner would get a shot at TNT's World Tag Team Titles. Now, I thought long and hard about who I should ask first, but looking back, I shouldn't have had to think that hard. This opportunity makes itself: two evil masterminds, those being myself and you, leading the two single most destructive forces in this promotion in Brock Auustin and Gibraltar, to tag team gold. I mean, your monster was, without a doubt, the single strongest force in the Rumble on Sunday; he singlehandedly eliminated eight men by himself...that's nearly one-third of the field! ANDREW: You're right; Gibraltar is the single most dangerous juggernaunt this promotion's ever seen. HEYROSS: So, whatcha say...next week: you and me bring "The Current Big Thing" Brock Auustin and "The Current Humongous Thing" Gibraltar together to lead them to a World Tag Team title reign that will NEVER end? ANDREW: (extends his hand as Heyross does, and they shake) I think you have yourself a deal. Next week, we obtain the richest prize in tag team wrestling. Now, could you please do me a favor? HEYROSS: Anything. ANDREW: Get the hell out! HEYROSS: Alright, I'm going! I'm going! (The cameraman and Rick Heyross leave the room for the hallway, as we head elsewhere backstage....) ::The scene opens backstage in front of the HeldDOWN~! interview set, where we see Macho Man Randy Savage standing alongside THE ROOKIE~! Chris Bryte. Bryte's wearing a blue "HeldDOWN~!" t-shirt, blue jeans, and tan Timberland boots. His long, brown hair is pulled back into a ponytail, and he has a slight smile on his face as he rubs his goatee. Savage holds the official HeldDOWN~! mic to his lips and begins to speak:: Savage: OOOH YEEEAH! It's the MACHO MAN Randy Savage standing backstage at HeldDOWN~! Yeah! And I'm standing back here with a young up and coming star! And I say he's a STAAARRRR~!, I don't mean star in the Hollywood sense...not like me, who's a BIG-TIME HOLLYWOOD STAR~! Who had a feature role in Spider-Man...who SHOULD have gotten the starring role in "3 STAGES OF HELL!!!!!" Who's a better actor than that punk Josh Duhamel EEEVER was! Yeah! Director: (off camera) Randy... Savage: That guy is a pansy! YEEAH~! A worthless pansy! Director: Randy... Savage: Hell, if I wanted to watch a movie starring a PAAAANSY, I'd go watch one of Hulk Hogan's movies! Ya hear that Hogan?! You pansy! You gutless... Director: RANDY!!!!! Savage: (startled) Wha...what the...(looks around and spots Bryte) oh, right! The interview! ::Bryte glares at Savage somewhat uneasily as Savage takes a deep breath to compose himself, and then continues:: Savage: AAAAAANYWAAAAAY...Chris Bryte! A few weeks ago, you made your professional wrestling debut with a win over Panther! You beat Panther...just like I'd beat that coward Hulk Hogan if... Director: RANDY!!! Savage: ...when you beat Panther, you earned yourself a contract with the HeldDOWN~! brand! It's been a while since the match and since we last saw ya here Chris...how bout you let everybody know just what you've been up to and what's been going through you're mind since your big win? Bryte: Well Macho Man, first, before I say anything else, I'd like to thank the person who helped get me here! I'd like the thank the person who helped setup my tryout match, and a person who has stuck by me through...through... ::Bryte slowly turns towards Savage, who's muttering inaudible threats directed at both Hogan and Duhamel. Bryte nervously takes a step away from Savage before continuing:: ...through the thick and thin. And that person I'm talking about is none other than Tina...(winks at the camera) thanks for everything, baby! (mild crowd pop) And as for the match with Panther...the big win...Macho, the only way I can describe the feeling is...well...indescribable! I mean...Panther's a great wrestler! He's the new 24/7 Champion for God's sake! And I beat him! Fair and square, all by myself, in the middle of the ring! I beat him! In my first match EVER, I BEAT HIM! I think that says a lot about me, Mach! I mean...if he's the 24/7 Champ, I guess that would make me like the uncrowned 24/7 Champ or something. I mean...I beat him...right in the ring, and... Familiar voice: Hold up, hold up, HOLD UP!!! ::Startled, both Savage and Bryte turn to their left, and a shadow falls over Chris Bryte's frame. The camera slowly pans right, and the crowd pops wildly as Panther's image comes into view. Wearing a black and red 76ers cap, a matching shooting shirt, loose-fitting black jeans and black boots, and with the 24/7 title belt draped over his right shoulder, Panther glares in Bryte's direction with a slight smile on his face. Bryte's eyes open wide with fear, and he holds up his hands as if he's about to reason with Panther:: Bryte: (stuttering) L-L-LOOK...I...I...I dunno... Panther: (extending his open right hand towards Bryte's face) STOP!!! Just STOP...THE BULLSHIT! (crowd pops in the background) You...the Uncrowned 24/7 Champion?! (Scoffs) Son, I dunno what storybook world you're living in, but I think it's about time somebody gave your little ass a reality check! Nah, nah...scratch that...I think it's about time somebody gave your ass a little dose of THE TRUTH! And THE TRUTH IS...Chris...you're not a Champion! Hell, you're not even a good wrestler. The one thing that I can say about you for sure is that you, Chris Bryte, are NOT IN MY LEAGUE! Bryte: Oh...oh yeah?! Panther: Oh yeah! See, Chris, I'll give you your props! You beat me! Regardless of how you won, regardless of how the match went down, you beat me, and I'd never try to deny that! But now I'm hearing all this talk about you running around the locker room telling everybody that you're better than me! You come out here on TV and have the nerve to call yourself the Uncrowned 24/7 Champ! GET THIS THROUGH YOUR FUCKIN' HEAD, CHRIS, that bullshit win you got over me a few weeks back doesn't make you anything special! It doesn't make you some kinda superstar, because if you ask anyone...hell, if anyone even knows who the hell you are, you ask them! You ask them about the Champ of Champs, and they'll tell you the exact same thing I am about to tell you now, and that's that I've got more talent, more skill, more in-ring prowess in my pinky toe than you've got in your entire body! Bryte: (angered) You know what, Panther? You talk a good game...and I'll give you your props too! You're a great wrestler, but until you actually beat me in the ring, you need to keep your damn mouth shut! Ok?! ::Bryte is breathing deep, rapid breaths as he stares directly at Panther, who coolly stares in his direction. He slowly removes his sunglasses, folds them up then hangs them from the collar of his shirt. Bryte looks down at the glasses, nervously anticipating what Panther will do or say next. In the background, Savage looks on intently as Panther rolls his eyes and speaks:: Panther: So you think you're the Uncrowned Champ? Bryte: Wha... Panther: Yes or no! Do you think that this 24/7 belt belongs to you? Bryte: Yeah! In fact...I KNOW it belongs to me! Panther: Well I tell you what...what are you doing tonight? Bryte: You mean BESIDES Tina? (crowd "oooh's" in the background) Panther: (smirks) Cute. But listen...you wanna prove that you're worthy of this belt...you wanna prove that you're better than me, then you'll face me right here, tonight on HeldDOWN~! And hey...I'm so confident that I can beat you, that Chris Bryte, if by some stroke of luck you do manage to fluke out another win, not only will I give you this belt, I'll give you my career, because if I can't beat you, I don't deserve to wrestle here on HeldDOWN~! or anywhere! ::There's a long silence, as Bryte and Panther engage in an intense staredown. Chants of "PAN-THER, PAN-THER" can be heard inside of the arena, bringing a slight smile to Panther's lips. Then, the silence is broken:: Panther: So what's it gonna be? (Extends his right hand) You down? Bryte: Oh yeah...(grabs Panther's hand) I'm down! I'm down! Panther: Good! ::The two firmly shake hands, much to the crowd's delight. Bryte then turns to walk away, but Panther pulls him back and looks him squarely in the eye:: Panther: See Chris...tonight, I'm gonna make an example out of you, and message to everybody in the HeldDOWN~! locker room! Everybody, from the Chris Brytes of the world right on up to the World Champ himself...Calvin Szechstein. No matter who you are, in the end...there's no right way, there's no wrong way, there's only the Panther's way...and guess what, Chris! THERE CAN'T BE ANY OTHER WAY!!!!!!!!! ::Panther quickly releases the handshake and shoves Bryte down, sending him crashing right into Savage's legs before walking out of camera shot:: Savage: (shoving Bryte away) Get your head outta my crotch! THERE YA HAVE IT, BROTHA!!!!! The match is set! The challenge has been accepted! Panther and Chris Bryte, right here tonight! 24/7 Title on the line...Panther's career on the line as well! What a match it's gonna be! What a bloodbath we're gonna see! And you pay attention Hulk Hogan! Director: Oh God! Savage: YEEEAH! When I get my hands on you, Hogan, I guarantee you'll get much of the same! DIG IT, BROTHA?! I'LL BEAT YA LIKE A STEP CHILD!!!!! I'll...I'LL SNAP YA LIKE A SLIM JIM!!! I'll...I'll...I'LL STICK IN MY THUMB AND PULL OUT A PLUMB! Director: CUT HIS MIC OFF!!! CUT HIM OFF!!! Savage: YEEEAH! AND YOU CAN BRING THAT PUNK DUHAMEL TOO! I'LL TAKE YA ALL ON, BROTHA! YEEEAH! I'LL SLAP... ::The screen suddenly snows out, and we fade to a commercial::

“Higher” by Creed plays and out comes Mad Matt. Matt enters the ring looking like he is in a subdued mood. Matt grabs a microphone and he looks about ready to speak. Caboose: Oh great, more talking. We're slowly turning into RAW, gentlemen. Matt: Last Sunday I lost an I-Quit Match. I admit that. AJ Flaire was the better man in that match. I just wonder if it was worth it. I saw my life flash before me and I made the decision to quit. I realised that my health is more important then any title in this fed. I thought about the rest of my career and my life after wrestling. I don’t think going through life with one functional arm would be quite the thing that the doctor ordered. Actually my doctor would have a fit if I came to him injured again. He cleared me to wrestle three times. I should have been finished off back in June when Ragdoll nearly cracked my skull like an eggshell. In reality that is the case. The next bump on my head could be my last. That is what is going to lead me to make the decision that I am about to make right now. Coach:Is Matt going to retire? Caboose:Shut up and let the man finish. Matt: I feel that wrestling may not be the thing for me anyone. I walked into this fed full of promise. In nine months I became a bitter young man. That is not what I want my legacy to be. Someone also has been attempting to take me out of action. I don’t really care who it is. I could have been the greatest star of all time. Instead I am a flash in the pan wonder. So before I damage my legacy any more, what I am going to do is…. “Higher” by Creed plays and out comes…Jeremy Red. Cole:OH NO. It’s the return of Jeremy Red. Caboose:Jeremy Red is coming down to the ring for some reason and he has a microphone. This should be painful. Jeremy Red:Matt, I have been waiting for this day for you don’t know how long. I saw how you were catering to these middle class nobodies in the crowd and it made me sick. Any wrestler who caters to these freaks in the crowd is a complete and utter moron. Coach:He isn’t talking in an uncertain tone. It is almost like he is talking in a cocky confident tone. Cole:This isn’t the Jeremy Red we know. This guy isn’t acting one bit like the Jeremy Red we know. Caboose:This is a Jeremy Red I can live with. It is obvious what he is doing. He is leaping out of the Shadow of Madness. Red: Yes I am your worst nightmare. I came in here a stumbling, bumbling rookie. That was all a lie. My parents thought that the acting lessons I took were a waste of time but I put them to good use. Really good use. I fooled everyone in the lockeroom, all these peasants in the crowd, and most importantly, you Mad Matt. It was I who called to turn you into the mental institution. I further gained your trust by attempting to save you. Who knew that my bumbling attempts would actually let you escape. It was I who masterminded this entire alleged conspricy. I don’t consider it one since I was the one who forced you into these competive situations and attempted to take you out with various means. This prepared the time to prepared to discontinue your entire existence in this fed. Matt looks in a state of shock. The shock is quickly replaced by a look of seething anger. Matt: I should have known. You are nothing but a parasite, Red. It is about time that the host sheds the parasite anyway. I was going to announce my retirement but you know what. I changed my mind. Before you made these complex master plans, did you consider something. The fact is that I have power of attorney over your contract because you are a minor. In other words, I can quit for you and there would be nothing you can do about it. Your contract would be null and void. Red:Oh that would be the easy way out, wouldn’t it Matt. It would be so easy to say that Jeremy Red doesn’t work here any more. I am DEMANDING that you fight me in a match right now tonight on HeldDown. Matt:You want a match with me. You really sure you want to do that. You have not shown me a lick of wrestling talent and even if you did have some hidden talent like your new found hidden confidence, you have only wrestled one match in this fed. You got your match and when I beat you, that will be the end of Jeremy Red. Jeremy Red rushes to the ring. Red enters the ring and Matt attacks him as he enters the ring. Matt whips Jeremy Red into the ropes and takes him down with a clothesline. Coach:We have an impromptu match right here tonight between Mad Matt and Jeremy Red. Caboose:Red showed a new attitude tonight which I like but he is paying the price by a very ticked off Mad Matt. Matt throws Red into the ropes and Matt hits a powerslam. Matt stomps away at the fallen body of Jeremy Red and Matt picks Red off the canvas. Matt hooks Red in a gutwrench and snaps him over with a gutwrench suplex. Matt bounces off the ropes and Matt drives an elbow to the chest. Matt grabs Red and Matt hooks Red. Matt hits a snap suplex on Red. Matt hangs on. Matt takes Red over with another snap suplex. Matt holds up and takes down Red with a release vertical. Matt rolls over for the pin attempt. One….. Two….. Kickout. Matt is not worried and he drives a forearm into the face of Jeremy Red as he attempts to sit up. Matt throws Red into the ropes and Matt hits a corner clothesline. Matt chokes Red in the corner. Matt is refusing to break the chokehold. Caboose:This is a blatant disregard of the rules. Matt is attempting to unfairly end the career of Jeremy Red. Coach:Red put Matt in a mental institution. This is only a fraction of what Red deserves. Cole:Matt breaks the hold just before the five count so this match continues. Matt grabs Red in a double underhook and snaps him over with a double underhook suplex. Matt grabs Red and rolls him over. Matt grabs Red into a double armbar submission. Red is struggling but Matt has this hold gripped on tight. Red shifts his body and puts his foot on the bottom rope. Matt picks up Red and puts him in a side waistlock. Matt drives Red down to the canvas with a side suplex. Matt covers Red. One…… Two….. Matt pulls Red off the canvas. Matt slaps Red across the face and hooks him. Matt takes Red over with a German Suplex. Matt doesn’t hold the bridge, instead he puts a choke sleeper on Red. Red is gasping for oxygen and he may be seconds away from passing out. Jeremy Red is unable to reach the ropes. The referee checks the arm of Red. The arm lifts and drops one time. The referee checks the arm again. The arm lifts and drops a second time. The referee is going to check the arm a third time but Matt breaks the hold. Matt picks up Red and puts him in a standing headscissors. Matt hoists Red up and drills him with a huge power bomb. Matt picks up Red again and Matt hooks him in a rear waistlock. Matt hits a backdrop suplex to Jeremy Red. Red thrashes on the canvas in pain. Matt picks up Red and hoists him up onto his shoulders into a torture rack. Coach:Matt is bending the body of Jeremy Red over his shoulders. Red could have a snapped back if he doesn’t submit. Matt is pouring the pressure on. Cole:Matt is looking focused on breaking Jeremy Red’s back. Caboose:Of course he is. Matt is a sick, psychopath who doesn’t care about his fellow man. Red looks about ready to submit and Matt spins the rack and turns it into a reverse neckbreaker. Matt picks up Red and Matt sets up Red onto his shoulders. Red is driven down to the canvas with a TKO. Red is down and Matt is not going for the cover. Matt is going to go up top. High risk move on the way. Red is slowly pulling himself back to his feet and Matt leaps off. Matt misses a top rope clothesline to Red and crashes the canvas hard. Red looks like he hit the jack pot and covers Mad Matt hooking the leg. One….. Kickout. It will take more then a missed move to cause Mad Matt to be pinned. Red picks up Matt and Red hits a DDT to Matt. OH MY GOD. Jeremy Red can wrestle. Red rolls Matt over and Red drops a knee to the forehead of Matt. Red picks up Matt and Red throws Matt into the ropes. Red catches Matt in a sleeperhold. Red wrenches the neck but Matt counters with a jawbreaker. Red gets up holding his jaw and MATT TAKES RED OUT WITH A SICK SUPERKICK. Red falls to the outside. Matt rolls to the outside and hoists Jeremy Red over his shoulder. Matt takes a running start but Jeremy Red slips behind and Matt runs headfirst into the post. Caboose: This is the chance for Jeremy Red to get the win. He must do it now. Matt is stunned from colliding head on with that post. Cole:Red is lasting longer then he should have. Matt should have won this match several minutes ago. Coach:I think Matt was getting a little too cocky in the early stages, Michael. Caboose:No, he’s just washed up after submitting like a little crybaby last Sunday. Red throws Matt into the ropes and Red grabs Matt. Red hits a reverse neckbreaker. Red covers Matt hooking the leg. One…… Kickout…. Red grabs Matt and puts Matt’s head in between his legs. Red hoists Matt up but he wrenches his back. Red looks like he was going for a piledriver or a power bomb. Matt knees Red and puts him in the reverse facelock. Matt hoists Red up halfway twice, teasing the Shadow of Madness. Matt hits a reverse facelock spun into an elbowdrop instead. Matt picks up Red off the canvas and hoists him onto his shoulders in a reverse Gory Special. Matt flips down Red with a bulldog from that position. Matt rolls over Red’s fallen body and Matt locks on a full nelson camel clutch. Matt wrenches back Red’s arms for a few seconds before dropping the hold. Matt picks up Red and armwringer into a knee to the gut. Matt bounces off the ropes and drives Red facefirst into the canvas with a Rocker Dropper. Caboose:As much as I hate to admit this, Jeremy Red’s chances of winning have just deflated. Coach:Matt is signalling for the end. This time it won’t be the Shadow of Madness tease. It will be the real thing. Cole:Matt is setting it up now. Matt goes for the Shadow of Madness but Red scissors onto the ropes and Matt attempts to pull him off with all of his might. Matt finally breaks the hold and as Red gets up, Matt nearly takes Red’s head off with a running Radar of Madness. Matt covers Red hooking the leg. One…… Two…… Thr….Red somehow gets the shoulder up. Matt gets a crazed look in his eye and picks up Red. Matt hooks Red and lifts him up for the Shadow of Madness but Red somehow flips out of it landing on his knee. Red looks like he may have injured his leg. Caboose:Red hit that brillant countermove but he may have paid the price. Coach:Red’s own knee cracked underneath his body weight. Cole: Matt isn’t buying this, however. Matt attempts to get Red but the referee stops him. The referee helps Red up and Red shoves the referee into Matt. Red grabs Matt by the hair and rolls him into a small package. Red pulls the tights. The referee gives the fastest three count on record. You could have blinked and the count would have been over. Coach:That was a screwjob right there. That referee’s count was a little on the fast side. Caboose:Are you trying to trivaltize Jeremy Red’s biggest victory in his career…. Cole:That was the only victory in his career and he pulled the tights, shoved the referee into Matt, and got a fast count from said referee. Caboose:That count was fair and you know it. Matt is up and he is shocked because it happened so fast. Jeremy Red takes a roll of One Hundred Dollar bills from his tights and hands it to the referee. Red takes off but the referee is not so lucky. Matt grabs the referee up and drops him on his head with the Shadow of Madness. Caboose:What a sore loser. Coach:Matt was screwed out the victory. He is going to become even more edgy now. Matt takes the money from the fallen referee and throws it out into the crowd where some fans fight for it. Matt walks off. You better believe that if he finds Jeremy Red, there will be hell to pay.

Mario, you're a paranoid little man. For all that OAOAST shit, which was what, a YEAR ago? All I said was that the kitten killing thread, if it was serious, was in REALLY bad taste and you weren't exactly on my good side with it. I never, ever told you to stop posting in the OAOAST, and who was it that asked you if you wanted to come back? That's right, me. That, for the record, is just more bullshit. No one ever sent you a pink slip, and if they did, then they sure as hell didn't get the idea from me.

Mario, I could have cared less if you came or went. For as wacky as you were, I never let anything you said get under my skin, including this. I know for a fact you've talked about being Cherone, because Chave even called your bluff on it in the thread that Jay started about help on the documentary he was drafting on me. Chave said "Mario, why you do admit to being CWMIII half the time, and deny it the other half". You're also registered on WDI with that name, and if I wanted you gone so bad, don't you think I'd have had Banky, Chave or Hoff delete you from that board, considering I'm really good friends with them all? Your conspiracy theory is bullshit. I know Sass will tell you pretty much the same thing.

Definite: Zack Malibu (with CWM in his corner) vs. Hoff ...and the fallout from AnglePalooza, whatever it may be. I realize many ideas/angles may not go up until after the PPV is posted, but if you have suggestions, go for it.

I'm not saying this guy should be banned from the board, but someone needs to ban him from ever, and I mean EVER, reproducing.

I am a face. Which is why I was starting with "heel Chave". Meh, I'm bored, so it's not like I had anything else to do.

It's almost like ITS NOT FUCKING SERIOUS. God, is everyone around here getting dumber by the second? I know you're not serious. I just figured I'd play foil to your heel.

I still owe you one. Your time is coming. I know we did a prank thread a while back, but I'll be damned if I'm going to go looking for it...I had a huge list of shit that me and my friends used to do there.

Good lord... This is like someone popping acid and then trying to write a Danielle Steel parody. Not a good combo. It's not even that entertaining anymore. It's starting to drag on and get more stupid (if that was possible). Going from violent love triangles to a fifth grade joke and a cat licking a woman's crotch is a step down, despite you not having much lower to go, rawmvp.

True heels don't use haiku's, Chave. Even The Genius didn't do that shit.

I do not cyber. Unlike chave who has saved his talks with buffybeast.

Exactly. Poetry is reserved for wooing women. Not a message board sausage fest. Though if I were to Write one to CC or W- J-M, they'd love it.

Yep.

Hey Chave... Fuck your haikus. Douche.

I loved the new preview they showed last night with Sandy and Seth's sex talk. I think I can guarantee that'll be the most hilarious moments of the new episode. Shit, I tape the show weekly and I still watched the repeat last night.

Is this kinda like mid-'03 Cena, where they cheered the raps, but he still talked down to the fans? Like, we still appreciate the Kylie pics, but you still dog us? As long as I can see an ass like that again, you can say whatever you want.

Hope I have everything. If not, you have until 5pm to get what you need in to me.

I'll be updating the roster. It's been on my "to do" list, heh.

I'm not sure why Cherone had been banned, but think about it. If "Tiffani" got banned for say, making a death threat, then wouldn't that be grounds to ban me too, since we know I control that gimmick? Also, Mario had always denied being Cherone. And he did admit to being a glorified troll as well as a PBP. The banning came with the OK of Dames, who felt there was enough proof against him, and no it wasn't a spur of the moment Mario-bashing kick.

Duly noted. Thumbtack posting more is a + Mark Henry's main event push is a -

Mario was just...odd. The Punch Out pics did get a chuckle out of me though.

Mario had admitted in the past to pretty much just trolling around, and then recently admitted he was a PBP (CheroneWasMudered, as if there was any doubt as to who it really was). Plus, his obsession with "hazing" TSM members was getting just a wee bit out of hand.

No, Mario got banned for admitting being a glorified troll, and for being a PBP (CheroneWasMurdered or CWMIII as he put it).

WWE is planning to have a ten man cruiserweight Battle Royal at WrestleMania XX. The plan is to have the Battle Royal be a pin-fall one and not over the top, so that the cruiserweights aren't confined. The participants would include Rey Mysterio, Tajiri, Chavo Guerrero, Nunzio, Kidman, Akio, Jamie Noble, and three others. One rumor has Dean Malenko coming out of retirement for one night only to participate in the match. Of course, that is just a rumor at this point. Credit: Wrestling Observer Newsletter I'm a big fan of Dean, and I think it'll be great to see him in action. I don't like the battle royal gimmick and would rather he have a singles program to build to, but I'll take what I can get. Match sounds interesting at least.