Post by Santiago DeTouwce on Jan 3, 2002 9:44:54 GMT -6
Fresh from brutally attacking Will, a remorceless El Gambit strides into the canteen. He looks at the drinks selection, and turns up his nose.
El G:
"What I wouldn't do for una cerveza!"
El G is catiously approached by Siu Ann Wong.
Siu Ann:
"Mr. De Touwce, would you like a full line-up of this week's Sunday Night Storm?"
She offers him a piece of paper, it appears like she's giving them out to everyone as she has quite a wodge. He snatches it off her.
El G:
"Si... gracias Senora!"
Siu Ann:
"Senora? Cochino hombre! Soy una Senorita!"
El G:
"Espanol? Bueno, senorita!"
Siu Ann flashes a smile, pleased with herself for impressing El G with her linguistic skills, but hurries off just in case... afterall, cochino hombre does mean 'male pig'.
El G meanwhile looks at the final line-up, and scowls. He looks around and heads to the nearest cameraman sat at a table. He grabs the man's half full plate, and tosses it to the floor!
;D El G:
"Es finito, si? Now film El Gambit if you want to stay conscious!"
The petrified cameraman sets up the camera as quickly as he can and El G sits down in his seat and drinks the cameraman's can of cola! El G puts his feet up, and takes out a cloth to polish both of his title belts. The cameraman signals that he's ready, and counts in the man from Gibraltar.
;D El G:
"Two promos; two titles! El doble campeon is really spoiling you debiluchos out there today, isn't he? I've just seen the final line-up for Domingo Noches Tormenta, and I have to laugh! Five debiluchos and a debilucha all scrabbling around in a desperate attempt to become numero dos in MY division. What really is sad is that it doesn't matter at all who wins this match, as I will destroy whomever wins anyway! Let's look at the contenders shall we?
El Mooncat... a woman. A woman who dared to challenge me in HKWF. Debilucha, you never were better than me, and will never be able to beat me again.
Kombat... the man who lost to a woman: patetico!
Desecrator... the man who thinks that he's el rey in MY division. He should see a doctor, he's gone insane. Do you believe in Santa Claus as well?
Jake Mackinnon... I have nothing further to prove against you! You put up a good fight, but were not good enough to beat me in MY division.
Adam Cage... the most stupid and ignorant idiota I have ever met. He still seems to think that Gibraltar is in South America. Interesting to see whether he can work out which way he has to walk to get to the ring!
And Pitfighter... the debilucho who hit a finisher on a man who'd already taken on five other wrestlers before him and thinks he's el rey in the division. Stick with the hardcore division debilucho, because you know as well as I do that this is MY division!
You see, every single man in this division is nowhere near as good as el doble campeon, El Gambit! Soy el hombre! Perhaps if it was all six of these losers against me, one of them might stand a chance, but right now, I can see MY title staying with me for a very long time! Whoever wins this match, the sad truth is that, you're going down debilucho!"
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El G:"What I wouldn't do for una cerveza!"
El G is catiously approached by Siu Ann Wong.
Siu Ann:"Mr. De Touwce, would you like a full line-up of this week's Sunday Night Storm?"
She offers him a piece of paper, it appears like she's giving them out to everyone as she has quite a wodge. He snatches it off her.
El G:"Si... gracias Senora!"
Siu Ann:"Senora? Cochino hombre! Soy una Senorita!"
El G:"Espanol? Bueno, senorita!"
Siu Ann flashes a smile, pleased with herself for impressing El G with her linguistic skills, but hurries off just in case... afterall, cochino hombre does mean 'male pig'.
El G meanwhile looks at the final line-up, and scowls. He looks around and heads to the nearest cameraman sat at a table. He grabs the man's half full plate, and tosses it to the floor!
;D El G:
"Es finito, si? Now film El Gambit if you want to stay conscious!"
The petrified cameraman sets up the camera as quickly as he can and El G sits down in his seat and drinks the cameraman's can of cola! El G puts his feet up, and takes out a cloth to polish both of his title belts. The cameraman signals that he's ready, and counts in the man from Gibraltar.
;D El G:
"Two promos; two titles! El doble campeon is really spoiling you debiluchos out there today, isn't he? I've just seen the final line-up for Domingo Noches Tormenta, and I have to laugh! Five debiluchos and a debilucha all scrabbling around in a desperate attempt to become numero dos in MY division. What really is sad is that it doesn't matter at all who wins this match, as I will destroy whomever wins anyway! Let's look at the contenders shall we?
El Mooncat... a woman. A woman who dared to challenge me in HKWF. Debilucha, you never were better than me, and will never be able to beat me again.
Kombat... the man who lost to a woman: patetico!
Desecrator... the man who thinks that he's el rey in MY division. He should see a doctor, he's gone insane. Do you believe in Santa Claus as well?
Jake Mackinnon... I have nothing further to prove against you! You put up a good fight, but were not good enough to beat me in MY division.
Adam Cage... the most stupid and ignorant idiota I have ever met. He still seems to think that Gibraltar is in South America. Interesting to see whether he can work out which way he has to walk to get to the ring!
And Pitfighter... the debilucho who hit a finisher on a man who'd already taken on five other wrestlers before him and thinks he's el rey in the division. Stick with the hardcore division debilucho, because you know as well as I do that this is MY division!
You see, every single man in this division is nowhere near as good as el doble campeon, El Gambit! Soy el hombre! Perhaps if it was all six of these losers against me, one of them might stand a chance, but right now, I can see MY title staying with me for a very long time! Whoever wins this match, the sad truth is that, you're going down debilucho!"
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