Post by Marcus T on Sept 10, 2009 0:45:02 GMT -5
[Marcus T is on the phone. Some one is screaming on the other side. He rolls his eyes. It is the TWD brass, screaming cause he purposely used Colt Crawford name wrong in his last promo. As the voice screams Marcus hangs up the phone and smiles.]
BBMT: Colt Crawford you got who worlds title?
What ass did you kick?
Yea I used your named wrong, so what?
You are only 165 pounds soak and wet, do you think I am going to run from your coward ass? I don't even see how Saber keeps playing with you on a consistant base. I would have let my ten year old nephew take you out, then put you on punishment.
You sit in front of the tv watching the ATeam and Kight Rider, then you walk out the house thinking that you can take my world title. Listen little boy, you will never see this world title in your house unless I am over visiting your girl.
You are a nothing to me. I will walk around your crib ass naked with my balls hanging for all to see. Your wife washing my cloths, your kids making my sweet tea. When you come home, you can't take a bath cause I am taken a shit and smoking my cigar while reading the paper.
your casa is my casa.
Your spot on the roster is for my Bki Trophy. Since TWD can't put my BKI Trophy on the active roster, they told me to put you in it's place for the time, it's not like you are worth anything to them any ways.
You are not TWD material, you are paper meche, the only time you will get close to this world title is when I make a paper statue of my title out of you.
[The scene begins to fade out as Marcus T begins to strip, he is about to visit Colt Craw....Steele.]
BBMT:
Even in Wrong
He'll beat ya right!
BBMT: Colt Crawford you got who worlds title?
What ass did you kick?
Yea I used your named wrong, so what?
You are only 165 pounds soak and wet, do you think I am going to run from your coward ass? I don't even see how Saber keeps playing with you on a consistant base. I would have let my ten year old nephew take you out, then put you on punishment.
You sit in front of the tv watching the ATeam and Kight Rider, then you walk out the house thinking that you can take my world title. Listen little boy, you will never see this world title in your house unless I am over visiting your girl.
You are a nothing to me. I will walk around your crib ass naked with my balls hanging for all to see. Your wife washing my cloths, your kids making my sweet tea. When you come home, you can't take a bath cause I am taken a shit and smoking my cigar while reading the paper.
your casa is my casa.
Your spot on the roster is for my Bki Trophy. Since TWD can't put my BKI Trophy on the active roster, they told me to put you in it's place for the time, it's not like you are worth anything to them any ways.
You are not TWD material, you are paper meche, the only time you will get close to this world title is when I make a paper statue of my title out of you.
[The scene begins to fade out as Marcus T begins to strip, he is about to visit Colt Craw....Steele.]
BBMT:
Even in Wrong
He'll beat ya right!