Post by 'Stone Cold' Steve Austin on Aug 17, 2009 20:10:43 GMT -5
D-Generation-X's music blares over the P.A system...
JR: Oh my gawd! It's DX! Kang, all I have to say is: Are You Ready?
King: Your damn skippie hippie! I'm ready for DX to reign hell over FCW...
After about three minutes: neither member of DX is seen...the lights go off for about two minutes...the camera spots to glow sticks running and they slip into the ring...the lights go back on and Triple H is seen holding the glow sticks and a microphone in the middle of the ring...his attire consists of DX trunks, a leather jacket, a DX hat, and under his leather jacket is a DX T-shirt...
HHH:Well well well...I have a tag team match this Friday...and I'm teaming with a man that is made off of infections? Is that right? Well, who cares as long as I don't get an infection myself...oh, damn...
Triple H turns and looks like he's looking for something or someone...
HHH: Oh my god...where the hell is Shawn? He was right behind me five minutes ago! Dammit! Well, This is going to be a bad time to cut a promo about my opponents if I don't have any back up...well, actually, I have some backup...what's his name?
Triple H pulls off his jacket and tapped to his back is a sledge hammer...
HHH: Shawn and I both have our secrets...but between me and Sledge Hammery: we don't have any secrets...you know what that means? Yup: I am ready to kick somebody's ass right here, right now! And if your not down with that: I've got to words for ya'!
Fans: SUCK IT!!!
JR: I am down with that! How 'bout you Kang?
King: Hell yeah! Wait, I know that catch phrase from some where...where do I know it from? Ah, never mind.
Triple H drops his sledge hammer and lifts his microphone back up to his lips...
HHH: Well, one thing is for sure about my match this Friday: I'm going to make sure that nobody from Legacy gets into my business with Alex Parise and Randy Orton...I don't need Virus: because word around the locker room is: He's chickening out and fleeing the state that Anarchy is being hosted at! Alex, don't think that I didn't see your little promo you cut yesterday, because I did. And Randy, well as for you: I may have brought you into wrestling and taught you everything I know about this business but that doesn't matter now...hell: You may have RKO'd me many, many, MANY times but, I still keep getting up and coming back with even more fight...you may Punt me many times but, guess what?
Triple H shrugs his shoulders.
King: What?
HHH: I keep getting back up to my feet and kicking your little ass that much harder. I don't care if you have a little groupie with water boys from a AA Basketball team humping your legs every time you move...hell, Alex, I don't even care if your World Champ: I am going to hit you with a Pedigree and pin you...yeah, you Randy! We're not done here...and, Alex, as for you: I'm coming for your title.
King: That'd make one hell of a match!
JR: If that ever happened again: It'd blow my mind!
Triple H laughs and again shrugs his shoulders...
HHH: Ya' know: I actually kind of feel bad for Alex...I mean: he teamed with a fucking psychopath for Gods sakes! Jimmy Gimmick killed his dad! Well, anyhow. Virus, man, you make my ass itch...I know that King's usually have a jester to itch there ass for them but my jester called out sick the last time he did...Yeah, I kind of farted in his face and he passed out and puk--Ya' know: that doesn't even matter right now...I'm about to call D-Generation dead for good now...I mean Shawn is rumored to be getting some puss in Utopia, if you know what I mean!
King: That's, just low!
JR: Well, I think Flo-Rida covered that already about a year ago...
Triple H picks up his sledge hammer and takes a long hard look at it for about a minute...and then he throws it up near the top of the stage...
HHH: I really don't think DX 2.0 could work out any worse than it is right now...well, anyhow, I'm expecting a guest that you people might take a liking to...please, my friend, come out here and save these people from any more suspension deppression...
TBC: He knows.
JR: Oh my gawd! It's DX! Kang, all I have to say is: Are You Ready?
King: Your damn skippie hippie! I'm ready for DX to reign hell over FCW...
After about three minutes: neither member of DX is seen...the lights go off for about two minutes...the camera spots to glow sticks running and they slip into the ring...the lights go back on and Triple H is seen holding the glow sticks and a microphone in the middle of the ring...his attire consists of DX trunks, a leather jacket, a DX hat, and under his leather jacket is a DX T-shirt...
HHH:Well well well...I have a tag team match this Friday...and I'm teaming with a man that is made off of infections? Is that right? Well, who cares as long as I don't get an infection myself...oh, damn...
Triple H turns and looks like he's looking for something or someone...
HHH: Oh my god...where the hell is Shawn? He was right behind me five minutes ago! Dammit! Well, This is going to be a bad time to cut a promo about my opponents if I don't have any back up...well, actually, I have some backup...what's his name?
Triple H pulls off his jacket and tapped to his back is a sledge hammer...
HHH: Shawn and I both have our secrets...but between me and Sledge Hammery: we don't have any secrets...you know what that means? Yup: I am ready to kick somebody's ass right here, right now! And if your not down with that: I've got to words for ya'!
Fans: SUCK IT!!!
JR: I am down with that! How 'bout you Kang?
King: Hell yeah! Wait, I know that catch phrase from some where...where do I know it from? Ah, never mind.
Triple H drops his sledge hammer and lifts his microphone back up to his lips...
HHH: Well, one thing is for sure about my match this Friday: I'm going to make sure that nobody from Legacy gets into my business with Alex Parise and Randy Orton...I don't need Virus: because word around the locker room is: He's chickening out and fleeing the state that Anarchy is being hosted at! Alex, don't think that I didn't see your little promo you cut yesterday, because I did. And Randy, well as for you: I may have brought you into wrestling and taught you everything I know about this business but that doesn't matter now...hell: You may have RKO'd me many, many, MANY times but, I still keep getting up and coming back with even more fight...you may Punt me many times but, guess what?
Triple H shrugs his shoulders.
King: What?
HHH: I keep getting back up to my feet and kicking your little ass that much harder. I don't care if you have a little groupie with water boys from a AA Basketball team humping your legs every time you move...hell, Alex, I don't even care if your World Champ: I am going to hit you with a Pedigree and pin you...yeah, you Randy! We're not done here...and, Alex, as for you: I'm coming for your title.
King: That'd make one hell of a match!
JR: If that ever happened again: It'd blow my mind!
Triple H laughs and again shrugs his shoulders...
HHH: Ya' know: I actually kind of feel bad for Alex...I mean: he teamed with a fucking psychopath for Gods sakes! Jimmy Gimmick killed his dad! Well, anyhow. Virus, man, you make my ass itch...I know that King's usually have a jester to itch there ass for them but my jester called out sick the last time he did...Yeah, I kind of farted in his face and he passed out and puk--Ya' know: that doesn't even matter right now...I'm about to call D-Generation dead for good now...I mean Shawn is rumored to be getting some puss in Utopia, if you know what I mean!
King: That's, just low!
JR: Well, I think Flo-Rida covered that already about a year ago...
Triple H picks up his sledge hammer and takes a long hard look at it for about a minute...and then he throws it up near the top of the stage...
HHH: I really don't think DX 2.0 could work out any worse than it is right now...well, anyhow, I'm expecting a guest that you people might take a liking to...please, my friend, come out here and save these people from any more suspension deppression...
TBC: He knows.