Post by Marcus T on Aug 21, 2009 20:35:20 GMT -5
(We open to the legendary wrestler himself, “Bad Boy” Marcus T, he once more stand in his room of accomplishments. World titles, secondary titles, and tag titles all hang from the wall some sit on the shelf with a special stand underneath it. Trophy’s help out line the room and the most notable trophy is the biggest and most recent one, The BKI Tournament Trophy. Behind you current champion sits an empty wall, one he will soon fill with the head of the fallen.)
BBMT: Some people have dreams to have half the accomplishments that I have. Other has achieved such heights in half the time I have done it, then just as fast they flare out. Usually the head men in charge would address the state of the federation, but let’s face it, who is better than the winner of the current BKI Tournament to address the wrestlers in back?
I didn’t think so.
So let me be the first wrestler to roll out the red carpet to new wrestlers who want to come and pursue the American Dream. Welcome to my kingdom, I welcome them all. Don’t forget to take off your shoes before you step on my carpet. Put out your cheap ass cigars, I don’t like smoke in my kingdom.
Now, recently there has been talks in the back from the new dogs. They say I don’t represent the federation as well as I should. Well… Until you win the world title you have nothing to say. You don’t even have a title to your name. Go win a title first before you tell the Grand Champ himself how he should carry himself. I don’t take advice from those who can’t get the job done.
I am in the position I am currently in because no one else can’t. I don’t owe you any explanation about what I do, why I do it, when I do it, where I do it, and who I do it with. You just shut your whore mouth and take notes.
Do I need to say names? FINE! I will.
I am talking to you Shabree. You want to piss on a hundred year old tree, then go right ahead and do so, but remember my branches are old, so if one falls on top of you and squash you where you stand don’t be pissed, don’t be surprise that is just the reaction to your recent actions.
You want to make a splash in the TWD, then go put on a bathing suit and jump in the pool of saliva Colt Crawford made when he saw you stripping in front of him. I’m sure you are not afraid of the water due to your flotation devices you use as breast! Don’t bother me, don’t provoke me because I don’t play nice. We will soon me, don’t rush it. When we do meet head to head, I promise I will give you a new tramp stamp, it would be my size 13 on your back side and I am sure there are enough dikes in this world that would be turned on by that.
Shabree your words don’t stress me, you set women back by a thousand years, women like you are the reason why most men want your ass in the kitchen broke, pregnant, and cooking. I hope the last remark was rude to you, it would show that you are an actual women. For right now, you are just a loud mouth woman with a mangina trying to show off in front of the boys. You are not a turn on, so turn off the b.s you are kicking my way. You keep this up I might have Dragzilla reach between your legs and untuck your manhood to expose you to the world. You have an Adams Apple for a reason.
I would not be surprise if you got a bunch of boy toys following you around doing everything you command them to do. That is not impressive to me, I have saw it done before. Have you ever heard the name Ma Baker and the Boys? Quick history lesson then:
----History Lesson---
MA Barker lead a ruthless gang made up of her three sons on a crime spree that lasted for years. They would be known as Ma Barker and the Boys. They met a fatal end when police pretty much busted a few hundred caps in their ass. They would later be remade in the now famous Disney cartoon known as Duck Tails. They where renamed as Ma Beagle and the Beagle Boys. Beagles are dogs by the way, now you see how I got this reference. I got called out by a dog so this is not a far fetch thing, get it? FETCH?! Hardy Har.
You are no different, just a more tramped out version. The old man back at the crib was not taken care of your “needs” so you decided to go get a boy gang to do your bid to show how tough you are.
“Bad Boy” Marcus T is the real deal, he is more realer than the threat on Obama life, he is more realer than Bush I.Q, and he is more realer than the gut you sport over your waist line! That is not baby fat, that is just fat… baby! They say big girls don’t cry, yet here you are about to be dehydrated cause you realize a man with a bigger sack is placing you back in place.
You want to take a shot at the best, then your best bet is to come more prepared than Micheal Jackson’s doctor cause Marcus T is going to kill you.
Now Go Marinate on that Ma Baker!
BBMT:
Nothing but
The
Dog.. Catcher
In him.
BBMT: Some people have dreams to have half the accomplishments that I have. Other has achieved such heights in half the time I have done it, then just as fast they flare out. Usually the head men in charge would address the state of the federation, but let’s face it, who is better than the winner of the current BKI Tournament to address the wrestlers in back?
I didn’t think so.
So let me be the first wrestler to roll out the red carpet to new wrestlers who want to come and pursue the American Dream. Welcome to my kingdom, I welcome them all. Don’t forget to take off your shoes before you step on my carpet. Put out your cheap ass cigars, I don’t like smoke in my kingdom.
Now, recently there has been talks in the back from the new dogs. They say I don’t represent the federation as well as I should. Well… Until you win the world title you have nothing to say. You don’t even have a title to your name. Go win a title first before you tell the Grand Champ himself how he should carry himself. I don’t take advice from those who can’t get the job done.
I am in the position I am currently in because no one else can’t. I don’t owe you any explanation about what I do, why I do it, when I do it, where I do it, and who I do it with. You just shut your whore mouth and take notes.
Do I need to say names? FINE! I will.
I am talking to you Shabree. You want to piss on a hundred year old tree, then go right ahead and do so, but remember my branches are old, so if one falls on top of you and squash you where you stand don’t be pissed, don’t be surprise that is just the reaction to your recent actions.
You want to make a splash in the TWD, then go put on a bathing suit and jump in the pool of saliva Colt Crawford made when he saw you stripping in front of him. I’m sure you are not afraid of the water due to your flotation devices you use as breast! Don’t bother me, don’t provoke me because I don’t play nice. We will soon me, don’t rush it. When we do meet head to head, I promise I will give you a new tramp stamp, it would be my size 13 on your back side and I am sure there are enough dikes in this world that would be turned on by that.
Shabree your words don’t stress me, you set women back by a thousand years, women like you are the reason why most men want your ass in the kitchen broke, pregnant, and cooking. I hope the last remark was rude to you, it would show that you are an actual women. For right now, you are just a loud mouth woman with a mangina trying to show off in front of the boys. You are not a turn on, so turn off the b.s you are kicking my way. You keep this up I might have Dragzilla reach between your legs and untuck your manhood to expose you to the world. You have an Adams Apple for a reason.
I would not be surprise if you got a bunch of boy toys following you around doing everything you command them to do. That is not impressive to me, I have saw it done before. Have you ever heard the name Ma Baker and the Boys? Quick history lesson then:
----History Lesson---
MA Barker lead a ruthless gang made up of her three sons on a crime spree that lasted for years. They would be known as Ma Barker and the Boys. They met a fatal end when police pretty much busted a few hundred caps in their ass. They would later be remade in the now famous Disney cartoon known as Duck Tails. They where renamed as Ma Beagle and the Beagle Boys. Beagles are dogs by the way, now you see how I got this reference. I got called out by a dog so this is not a far fetch thing, get it? FETCH?! Hardy Har.
You are no different, just a more tramped out version. The old man back at the crib was not taken care of your “needs” so you decided to go get a boy gang to do your bid to show how tough you are.
“Bad Boy” Marcus T is the real deal, he is more realer than the threat on Obama life, he is more realer than Bush I.Q, and he is more realer than the gut you sport over your waist line! That is not baby fat, that is just fat… baby! They say big girls don’t cry, yet here you are about to be dehydrated cause you realize a man with a bigger sack is placing you back in place.
You want to take a shot at the best, then your best bet is to come more prepared than Micheal Jackson’s doctor cause Marcus T is going to kill you.
Now Go Marinate on that Ma Baker!
BBMT:
Nothing but
The
Dog.. Catcher
In him.