Post by Billy Bond on Jan 3, 2002 6:51:02 GMT -6
Smooth is sat in his flat, looking less than his best... it's pretty obvious that he's had a bad week. The tux isn't there, and a pair of old jeans and an old discontinued Smooth promo T-Shirt replace it. He lolls on the chaise, as whoever is behind the camera starts it rolling. No eyebrow, smirk or catchphrase: just straight to business!
Smooth:
"It took one week... just one lousy week for me to remember why I hate this industry almost as much as I love it. Troublesome, you bastard! You tricked me and made me look a fool... but that is NOTHING compared to what you did to the bravest, most respectable man I know. How could you do what you did to your friend, or should I say ex-friend, Samuel Knight! NOTHING can justify the evil of that act! I don't give a shit if you're dying! You cannot say anything that will justify attacking a man in a wheelchair! Well I've seen Samuel, and he's on the mend, you bastard! You've achieved nothing in attacking him beyond the permanent, irreversable contempt of Billy Bond and every person who has a heart!"
Bond looks upset. He takes a moments pause to compose himself before chaniging subject.
Smooth:
"A man who defeated the World Heavyweight and Intercontinental Champion at a Pay Per View should be happy, right? But all I have is a sour taste in my mouth and a feeling of guilt! What have I done? What monster have I set upon GZW? I just can't begin to imagine what a man who could push a man in a wheelchair off a fifteen foot drop could have in store for me and the other wrestlers who have hearts in this federation. So all I can say is sorry! Sorry to Samuel Knight, sorry to the Peacekeepers, sorry to Magic and Rex, sorry to the Fierys, Pitfighter, Mooncat, Kombat, GoldenEye, everyone!"
Smooth hides his face with his left hand and takes a few moments to compose himself.
Smooth:
"And as for you Pimp, I'm not in the mood for the endless flow of bullshit that ejaculates from your mouth! Nothing you can say will alter the fact that you tapped out, in the middle of the ring, to the Smooth Operation! I beat you in the centre of the ring... and I probably feel worse than you do! My superiority over you has cast a dark shadow over the whole federation. Damn you for being less talented than me Pimp, damn you!"
Suddenly the doorbell rings. Smooth looks puzzled and leaves the camera shot to go and answer the door.
Smooth (off camera):
"What the hell? What are you doing here!"
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Smooth:"It took one week... just one lousy week for me to remember why I hate this industry almost as much as I love it. Troublesome, you bastard! You tricked me and made me look a fool... but that is NOTHING compared to what you did to the bravest, most respectable man I know. How could you do what you did to your friend, or should I say ex-friend, Samuel Knight! NOTHING can justify the evil of that act! I don't give a shit if you're dying! You cannot say anything that will justify attacking a man in a wheelchair! Well I've seen Samuel, and he's on the mend, you bastard! You've achieved nothing in attacking him beyond the permanent, irreversable contempt of Billy Bond and every person who has a heart!"
Bond looks upset. He takes a moments pause to compose himself before chaniging subject.
Smooth:"A man who defeated the World Heavyweight and Intercontinental Champion at a Pay Per View should be happy, right? But all I have is a sour taste in my mouth and a feeling of guilt! What have I done? What monster have I set upon GZW? I just can't begin to imagine what a man who could push a man in a wheelchair off a fifteen foot drop could have in store for me and the other wrestlers who have hearts in this federation. So all I can say is sorry! Sorry to Samuel Knight, sorry to the Peacekeepers, sorry to Magic and Rex, sorry to the Fierys, Pitfighter, Mooncat, Kombat, GoldenEye, everyone!"
Smooth hides his face with his left hand and takes a few moments to compose himself.
Smooth:"And as for you Pimp, I'm not in the mood for the endless flow of bullshit that ejaculates from your mouth! Nothing you can say will alter the fact that you tapped out, in the middle of the ring, to the Smooth Operation! I beat you in the centre of the ring... and I probably feel worse than you do! My superiority over you has cast a dark shadow over the whole federation. Damn you for being less talented than me Pimp, damn you!"
Suddenly the doorbell rings. Smooth looks puzzled and leaves the camera shot to go and answer the door.
Smooth (off camera):"What the hell? What are you doing here!"
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