Post by Santiago DeTouwce on Jan 18, 2002 5:45:43 GMT -6
El G is in his locker room, with his long black hair flowing to just above his coccyx, wearing just a pair of faded jeans. He pulls on a black vest with "El doble campeon" on the front (only $12.99 from and tucks it in. Pulling a metal codpiece out of a drawer, he attaches it to his groin, with a leer. Next, he steps into his cowboy boots. Picking up a bobble, he quickly and expertly french lpaits his own hair, and ties it back, so that it hangs like a snake down his back. He dons his leather jacket, and then goes to a collection of weaponry at the other side of the room. He selects a cosh, and puts it in his inside pocket. A set of brass knucks goes into his left hand jeans pocket, and the TV title goes around his waist. He picks up the Light-Heavyweight title in his left hand, and turns to face the camera.
El G:
"Viernes Noches Parodia... El Gambit has no match. However, I DO have a bastardo of a hangover to work off, so some debilucho somewhere, is going down!"
With that, El G strides out of the locker room.
El G:"Viernes Noches Parodia... El Gambit has no match. However, I DO have a bastardo of a hangover to work off, so some debilucho somewhere, is going down!"
With that, El G strides out of the locker room.
