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Date Posted: 19:43:28 08/15/05 Mon
Author: John Bradshaw Layfield and Amy Weber
Subject: Backstage
In reply to: The Heavyweight Champion 's message, "In Ring" on 15:11:52 08/01/05 Mon

The backstage camera pans right in on a pair of stylish shoes and slowly trails its way up an even better pair of legs before being halted and swung over to John Bradshaw Layfield.

"Hey...eyes THIS way...this isnt the Red Shoe Diaries ya know? So here we go again, ANOTHER Raw episode with myself, John Bradshaw Layfield sitting in the back having to try and talk my way onto the show, or the upcoming King of the Ring. And frankly, its starting to make me sick! The Nepotism, the politics, and everything keeping a wrestling star...no, a wrestling GOD like myself from doing just what it is that I do best! I stole the show at the Royal Rumble, I made an impact at Wrestlemania, and hell, I beat the Rock within an inch of his life a few times! And what are the thanks I get? Stone Cold Steve Austin! Who just can't seem to find a local barfight, or a housewife to beat on, so he keeps wanting to stick his nose in MY business. Well, Stone Cold, I'm giving you one big chance to do just that. But I'm not a housewife...and I'm not one of those Texas redneck drunks that you like to go kick around on Saturday nights either. I'm John Bradshaw Layfield, and I will WHIP your ass at any venue, any day, and anytime.

But beyond the Bionic idot, I thought to myself, maybe I needed to add a little something. I know, I needed a winner on my side. Well boys, read em and weep, because that's just what I went out and did."

The camera pans over to Amy Weber who goes to speak before the camera's yanked back to JBL. "Did I SAY to stay focused on her? I'm not done talkin' yet! I am not to be passed over, I am not to be ignored. There isnt a star on this roster that can shine my boots, MUCH less deserve valuable television time over m..." JBL pauses and looks to the side. "And what the hell do YOU want?"

The person interrupting him is shown to be former International Champion AJ Styles, who stands there with his arms crossed. "Well, lets think about it...camera time...check...a well deserved spot on the show AND the pay per view...check...a hot piece of ass helpin' the ratings...check...too bad it all had to come with an idiot in a Stetson and a tie that don't match!"

JBL looks at Styles in amazement. "Now you see here, this does mat..." Styles goes in front of the camera himself, as Weber raises her finger to make a point about the interruption.

"Is this on? Great...Now, unlike my coworker here. I'm a simple man. I don't want that much, just a little bit of respect. Which...I havent' got in the recent weeks, since Chris Sabin found a four leaf clover, a pot of leprechaun gold, and a win over me. These things happen, yaknow? That's all well and good. I'll beat Chris Sabin another day. Easier done than said, trust me. The fact of the matter is this...I am the reignin' King of the Ring. I don't NEED to win this tournament to prove myself to anybody. Been there, done that. What I do want...is a bigger prize. I want the best from either Raw or Smackdown. And I got a damn good idea who I want. I'm puttin' out my challenge at the King of the Ring...To the man I picked to steal the show with me...and that man i..."

JBL yanks the camera back on him. "Enough of that nonsense, I'm through with this. I'm going to make all of you idiots remember the name of John Bradshaw Layfield, one way or another!" He then storms off on the side, leaving Weber looking at him and blinking twice. She turns around slowly and sees Styles giving her a once over.

AJ rubs his chin and goes to speak before JBL's voice rings out from the back. "And STOP OOGLING my image consultant, boy!" Amy is then pulled off screen, before Styles can get a word out. The camera then cuts back to JR and Piper.

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