Post by Rastafari on Jan 10, 2010 1:07:26 GMT -5
Scott Pandora stands in front of the camera, forget what he's wearing, what he's doing, where he is. Its obvious he's here to cut a promo so lets get on with it eh?
So Tomas Luger thinks that I've brought nothing to the TWD? I think I've brought more to the TWD than Luger will ever realize. So I don't pal around with a mythical creature who stinks like last week's garbage, so I don't create idiotic game shows and hire actors and actresses to play my opponent's mother or father, so I don't cut promos while taking huge dumps or pick at my STD scabs, but I've brought a lot to the TWD, more than you can imagine Tomas Luger.
So you think I'm boring and bland, I really don't give a fuck. I'm serious about my job, serious about this business and I'll let you in on a little secret....I HATE FUCKERS LIKE YOU! You run around thinking the world revolves around you. You do everything you can to entertain the fans who seemingly hate you, you do it all for what? Not for titles because you're obviously never going to win one, you do it for the glory of being on TV for 15 short minutes of your life every few weeks. You leave the business only to come back because quite frankly, you miss the fact that you can watch yourself on TV. Oh yeah I know you tape every promo you put out on tv, I know you tape every wrestling match you are in and you bitch about how the cameras switch to your opponent during the matches. You want everything to be about Tomas Luger, champion of the masses...masses of what? Masses of human excrement that you constantly put out daily? Masses of "humor" that is funny only to 8 year olds? Just what masses are you the champion of? Perhaps you're the champion of massive penises for all I know. You want humor, try this one on for size. Jesus Christ went into a motel, he hands the innkeeper three nails and says "Can you put me up for the night?
Honestly Luger, who do you think cleared up roster room and salary space for the big signings of Jamie Krenshaw and Jason Hartnell? Who do you think got rid of some of the shittiest wrestlers in this industry to make way for Dan Pandora? Where were these same men when Sparrow/Scott Pandora was not here? They were not interested in the TWD because mainly we had a champion who couldn't keep his title without his buddies running in, we had guys like Sampson Steele and Katu Tui running around like they were God's gift to wrestling. We had people like you and Justin York who simply put, made it undesirable to be the Tag Team champions. So I did what I do best, I ended some of their careers, I cleared salary space and roster room for the new crop of TWD Superstars and I've simply kept this place clean from idiots like Pete Darkness. Somehow you found your way back here and you, yourself, were already thinking about quitting before your fairy friend talked you out of it. Perhaps you should have listened to your gut Luger, because come Showdown, I really think you'll regret your decision to stay here. You see, I did all those things for the TWD and where does it get me? Wrestling you. I'm sick and tired of wrestling these nobodies from nowhere who don't deserve to be in this business. I'm sick and tired of standing around while people who go on vacations or wear masks to hide who they are get title shots and contender matches. I've been here long enough, put in all the hard work that none of you assholes seem to want to put in, and yet I get nothing.
Let me tell you something Tomas, you can mock me all you want in the promos, but in the ring I will tear you apart. You know I'm serious too because according to you, I'm devoid of humor. Last I checked, humor didn't win matches, ruthless aggression did. So while you want to laugh your days away and run around mocking people, I'm busy plotting the quickest way to snap your neck and send your career to the graveyard along with the rest of the pretenders who tried to step up to me. I've been putting people out of this business for 12 years and I'm not stopping anytime soon. So while you prance around trying to win people over with your witty antics and lame one liners, I'm cleaning out the TWD closet and right now, you're about to be thrown in the trash. Appropriate choice of words I think, since you Luger, are TRASH. I'm done being a nice guy, I'm done trying to reason with everyone, from now on it is destruction, mayhem and chaos, and you Luger, are just another piece of garbage to dispose of.
Pandora spits at the camera and walks off.
Later
Phone rings
Scott Pandora: I'm getting fricking sick of these calls. Fuck it I'm answering this one. Hello? You call me every day with the same message and quite frankly I don't have time for this shit. Either tell me who you are and what the fuck you want, or piss off.
There is a long silence as the person on the other end talks. With each passing second, Pandora seems to become more and more irritated.
"Jasper will suffer?" Listen, threatening me is fine, but threatening my son is pushing it. If you have a problem with me, come find me, you know where I am every other Sunday. Hell you could find me at TWD studios at least once or twice a week. No one knows where my son is and I plan to keep it that way. So if you really want to show your big brass balls, come to Texas...bitch.
He hangs up the phone and flings it across the room before realizing the cameras are still rolling. He then shoves a camera, it falls to the floor and the scene fades
So Tomas Luger thinks that I've brought nothing to the TWD? I think I've brought more to the TWD than Luger will ever realize. So I don't pal around with a mythical creature who stinks like last week's garbage, so I don't create idiotic game shows and hire actors and actresses to play my opponent's mother or father, so I don't cut promos while taking huge dumps or pick at my STD scabs, but I've brought a lot to the TWD, more than you can imagine Tomas Luger.
So you think I'm boring and bland, I really don't give a fuck. I'm serious about my job, serious about this business and I'll let you in on a little secret....I HATE FUCKERS LIKE YOU! You run around thinking the world revolves around you. You do everything you can to entertain the fans who seemingly hate you, you do it all for what? Not for titles because you're obviously never going to win one, you do it for the glory of being on TV for 15 short minutes of your life every few weeks. You leave the business only to come back because quite frankly, you miss the fact that you can watch yourself on TV. Oh yeah I know you tape every promo you put out on tv, I know you tape every wrestling match you are in and you bitch about how the cameras switch to your opponent during the matches. You want everything to be about Tomas Luger, champion of the masses...masses of what? Masses of human excrement that you constantly put out daily? Masses of "humor" that is funny only to 8 year olds? Just what masses are you the champion of? Perhaps you're the champion of massive penises for all I know. You want humor, try this one on for size. Jesus Christ went into a motel, he hands the innkeeper three nails and says "Can you put me up for the night?
Honestly Luger, who do you think cleared up roster room and salary space for the big signings of Jamie Krenshaw and Jason Hartnell? Who do you think got rid of some of the shittiest wrestlers in this industry to make way for Dan Pandora? Where were these same men when Sparrow/Scott Pandora was not here? They were not interested in the TWD because mainly we had a champion who couldn't keep his title without his buddies running in, we had guys like Sampson Steele and Katu Tui running around like they were God's gift to wrestling. We had people like you and Justin York who simply put, made it undesirable to be the Tag Team champions. So I did what I do best, I ended some of their careers, I cleared salary space and roster room for the new crop of TWD Superstars and I've simply kept this place clean from idiots like Pete Darkness. Somehow you found your way back here and you, yourself, were already thinking about quitting before your fairy friend talked you out of it. Perhaps you should have listened to your gut Luger, because come Showdown, I really think you'll regret your decision to stay here. You see, I did all those things for the TWD and where does it get me? Wrestling you. I'm sick and tired of wrestling these nobodies from nowhere who don't deserve to be in this business. I'm sick and tired of standing around while people who go on vacations or wear masks to hide who they are get title shots and contender matches. I've been here long enough, put in all the hard work that none of you assholes seem to want to put in, and yet I get nothing.
Let me tell you something Tomas, you can mock me all you want in the promos, but in the ring I will tear you apart. You know I'm serious too because according to you, I'm devoid of humor. Last I checked, humor didn't win matches, ruthless aggression did. So while you want to laugh your days away and run around mocking people, I'm busy plotting the quickest way to snap your neck and send your career to the graveyard along with the rest of the pretenders who tried to step up to me. I've been putting people out of this business for 12 years and I'm not stopping anytime soon. So while you prance around trying to win people over with your witty antics and lame one liners, I'm cleaning out the TWD closet and right now, you're about to be thrown in the trash. Appropriate choice of words I think, since you Luger, are TRASH. I'm done being a nice guy, I'm done trying to reason with everyone, from now on it is destruction, mayhem and chaos, and you Luger, are just another piece of garbage to dispose of.
Pandora spits at the camera and walks off.
Later
Phone rings
Scott Pandora: I'm getting fricking sick of these calls. Fuck it I'm answering this one. Hello? You call me every day with the same message and quite frankly I don't have time for this shit. Either tell me who you are and what the fuck you want, or piss off.
There is a long silence as the person on the other end talks. With each passing second, Pandora seems to become more and more irritated.
"Jasper will suffer?" Listen, threatening me is fine, but threatening my son is pushing it. If you have a problem with me, come find me, you know where I am every other Sunday. Hell you could find me at TWD studios at least once or twice a week. No one knows where my son is and I plan to keep it that way. So if you really want to show your big brass balls, come to Texas...bitch.
He hangs up the phone and flings it across the room before realizing the cameras are still rolling. He then shoves a camera, it falls to the floor and the scene fades