Date Posted:15:23:03 04/14/02 Sun Author: BADD COMPANY Subject: Re: Lumberjacks In reply to:
The Shootfighter
's message, "Re: Lumberjacks" on 11:21:16 04/14/02 Sun
Scene opens in front of a garage somwhere in the heart of Toronto, it is in a run down part of the city, dilapidated buildings abound. Stripped down cars and junk litter the landscape. The door to the garage is open, inside we see four men working hard on a big suv, they are BADD COMPANY, working in unison, the men are drenched in sweat, muscles rippling, one man is in overalls, shirtless, he is welding oblivious to the scalding sparks. He stops and turns to wards the camera, he shuts off the torch and lifts he mask off his face. He has a bandage on his head, blood is seeping through, mixing with the sweat pouring off him. He has nasty looking red marks from where the sparks have hit him. He starts to speak...
The Crippler: I have listened to all the bullsh*t you a**holes have been spewing...And it makes me want to puke.
All you so called wrestler's in ACE USA make me want to laugh.
I mean how can you even call yourself wrestler's when you havent had any matches in months?
When all you do is prance around in costumes that would look good in a pride parade.
Sharp had the balls to pick us as his lumberjacks...to watch his back, to uphold the name of ACE Canada.
When your commissioner was scared to name his four, for fear of retribution from us.
Then he names some whacked out nut job broad to his team. Great move, with a commissioner like that who need's enemies.
Listen up toot's we dont have any problems hitting a chick, if you stick your crazy nose in I personally will rip it off.
All you d*cks in the battle royale, I intend to be the last one. The way I see it is the posers from the USA wont last long and I know I can beat anyone from ACE Canada.
I WILL PREVAIL.
(the man picks up a beer and drinks down the amber liquid, but it is clear to anyone who has met him it will not quell the demons inside him, his drug of choice is violence)
