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“You gonna bark all day little doggie…or are you gonna bite” Mr. Blonde. Reservoir Dogs

{We fade in just where we left with Eric still holding the camera on Ataxia as he leaves the studio and goes outside. Eric follows.}

Eric: What the hell is this all about? That was a horrible attempt at a promo.

Ataxia: And this is a horrible attempt at a match! Why the hell am I having to do this!

Eric: Because you got booked?

Ataxia: No I got played! Booked implies that some sort of rational is behind all of this.

Eric: TGO wanted three people he can’t stand beat up. That sounds rational to me.

Ataxia: TGO goes to Rational as Racism goes to Flowers.

Eric: I knew you were racist against daises!

{Ataxia blinks as he stares at Eric for a moment.}

Ataxia: WHAT THE HELL!

Eric: What I can’t have one liners?

Ataxia: Not when you sound like Chase!

Eric: Oh God! I am so sorry.

Ataxia: Just don’t start calling me a cracka and I think we’re good.

Eric: But seriously what is really bothering you about this? I thought you would enjoy a chance to beat up on The NFB again?

Ataxia: Do I look like someone who likes jerking off and getting nothing out of it? That’s all fighting those three are. It’s Larry, Mo, and Tito Jackson . They are acomplishing nothing especially if what they think they can do is humor because it’s obvious that they can’t do anything other than play out the sitcom of their lives. Their lives have no meaning. Let’s insert random stereotype here. We got the black one, the stupid one, and the really stupid one. Two white guys and a black guy who are never going to amount to anything outside of GCWA because of their egos. Landon Chase is someone who can be subdued with a bit of duct tape. Liam Shayde is just proven to be the evolutionary superior of a rabid beaver because he’s the only one with any sense. Putting Lori in the woods is like putting Bill Cosby in the LA Riots…the setting doesn’t fit the character. All the while being escorted by Captain Ego himself. Trevor Kent! Those three think that this team building thing is actually going to make a difference to what they can do in the match. Here’s why they have one advantage. Nobody…wants…them. Nobody likes them. Hell I’m more liked than those guys. You know how screwed up that is! Meanwhile I got to put up with watching a bad episode of Camp Candy for a week because these little brats can’t come up with their own storylines so they think a big crossover is going to be tubularly awesome. I swear those three egos are only eclipsed by TLS and TGO two people who I wish the T’s would get out and also to lose the S and O so they can get LOST for GOOD!

Eric: That’s catchy. But what about the Aceholes?

Ataxia: You mean the special olympics stable? Let’s look at we got here. We got Mr. Oppurtunity! That’s right you can have your very own Chris Cortez trying to find a way to get ahead. Wouldn’t you know it it’s all my fault for causing him to lose that match a few months ago cause I wound up Lori and let him loose. Ha Ha! Priceless. Bucky is a reluctant member of this crew so I’m not really worried about him but then you got the last problem. The one who apparently thinks my face is going to turn him into CGI goo. That’s right Jimmy Jersey. No wait. Jerry Salt Lake. No. Timmy San Fransico. I dunno some jobber who thinks that just because he is from Las Vegas that we should all give a flying turd about him. In all honesty I think everyone involved in this pile of crap on the opposing sides are just all out for one thing and one thing only. Screen time cause no one cares about this!

Eric: So why not just do the match then?

Ataxia: Why should I? Chris knows I don’t care about this stable war so he’ll understand but why should I team with Der Der Derek “The Fat Chick Thriller” Mobley lack of dick?

Eric: You streched on that one a bit.

Ataxia: I hate his guts! There! You happy! I don’t like him! I don’t have any use for him other than watching our show ratings drop everytime him and Big Bufford decide to fight for something that no one cares about anymore! The World Title is a joke! A bad one and the best punchline is Derek Mobley thinks he can turn it around.

Eric: You’re acting like a bitch.

{…A nice “WTF“ look is in Ataxia‘s face.}

Ataxia: What?

Eric: Look you can stand around here and complain about this situation or you can do something about it. Beat him at his own game. Take out the other six idiots in the match and tell him to go jump in a cold lake for all I care. The fact is if you think you’re a better wrestler or even, I dare say, a possibly better world champion. Prove it.

Ataxia: That’s now how I work.

Eric: No. Who are you again?

Ataxia:…

Eric: You hate it when I am right don’t you?

Ataxia: Yep.

Eric: So where should the promo go from here.

Ataxia: Cut it.

Eric: Why?

Ataxia: Because I’m going to do what the boys in the woods and the idiots abroad aren’t doing.

Eric: Training?

Ataxia: You bet ya. Time for a little…FUN TIME AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

{Fade to Gray}