Post by aperfect0 on Aug 21, 2015 8:33:45 GMT -5
: On a busy street in downtown New Orleans, one Alex Perfect is seen walking toward the early crowds that seem to be gathered for the carnival. Perfect is seen wearing his jeans shorts, purple t shirt with his purple head band. He is seen making his way toward a small barber shop on the out skirts of town.
This barber shop seems to have had its better days. There seems to be some water marks still showing when the water was up to the roof tops in some parts from Hurricane Katrina. Perfect looks around and peers through the window before getting ready to open the door. He stops short for a second and turns around and speaks into the camera. :
“Hair versus beard match? Seriously? When is this big ape ever going to learn? Doomtrain, really? I offer you a chance to wrestle with a wrestling god and you offer me a hair and beard match? Dude, no wonder everyone thinks you are all talk and no walk. The nerve of you to challenge the Perfect One to a hair and beard match. Well, I might as well spell it out for you and translate because apparently your baboon brain thinks you know what you are talking about.
First of all, the Front Office is the one who determines what type of matches we superstars face. The Front Office is the one who determines who faces who and what matches. You have no control over my booking. So, look ya big baboon, shut up and use your brain for once and then maybe you will realize what I am talking about.
Second, I called you out because you were wasting your time with that pin head Maverick when you could be wrestling a wrestling god and dealing with the real champions, the BAWF. We are the ones you should be placing your time and energy on. We are the ones who have our very own championship and we are the ones who have World Tag Team gold and we are always looking for more.
Doomtrain, you are a waste of space. You are walking in your brother’s foot step and shadow this season. Get it? Shadow? Why don’t you realize that you wasted half a season on a joke such as Maverick and realize the only way to fix your season and your career is to get into the ring with a wrestling god, the Perfect One, Alex Perfect. Once you realize that, then and only then, will you have my attention. Right now, your match type is a joke and your beard already stinks so, I don’t want anything to do with that beard or your smell.
If you want a match with me, Doomtrain, we are going to wrestle a man’s way. One on one. Mano e mano. We will then see how big of a man you are. We will then see how well you match up to the wrestling god, the Perfect One! Now, if you excuse me, I have an appointment!”
: Perfect smirks into the camera and walks into the barber shop as the camera fades to black. :
This barber shop seems to have had its better days. There seems to be some water marks still showing when the water was up to the roof tops in some parts from Hurricane Katrina. Perfect looks around and peers through the window before getting ready to open the door. He stops short for a second and turns around and speaks into the camera. :
“Hair versus beard match? Seriously? When is this big ape ever going to learn? Doomtrain, really? I offer you a chance to wrestle with a wrestling god and you offer me a hair and beard match? Dude, no wonder everyone thinks you are all talk and no walk. The nerve of you to challenge the Perfect One to a hair and beard match. Well, I might as well spell it out for you and translate because apparently your baboon brain thinks you know what you are talking about.
First of all, the Front Office is the one who determines what type of matches we superstars face. The Front Office is the one who determines who faces who and what matches. You have no control over my booking. So, look ya big baboon, shut up and use your brain for once and then maybe you will realize what I am talking about.
Second, I called you out because you were wasting your time with that pin head Maverick when you could be wrestling a wrestling god and dealing with the real champions, the BAWF. We are the ones you should be placing your time and energy on. We are the ones who have our very own championship and we are the ones who have World Tag Team gold and we are always looking for more.
Doomtrain, you are a waste of space. You are walking in your brother’s foot step and shadow this season. Get it? Shadow? Why don’t you realize that you wasted half a season on a joke such as Maverick and realize the only way to fix your season and your career is to get into the ring with a wrestling god, the Perfect One, Alex Perfect. Once you realize that, then and only then, will you have my attention. Right now, your match type is a joke and your beard already stinks so, I don’t want anything to do with that beard or your smell.
If you want a match with me, Doomtrain, we are going to wrestle a man’s way. One on one. Mano e mano. We will then see how big of a man you are. We will then see how well you match up to the wrestling god, the Perfect One! Now, if you excuse me, I have an appointment!”
: Perfect smirks into the camera and walks into the barber shop as the camera fades to black. :