HA HA HA...This Place Still Sucks!!!
Posted by: The Suicide Blondes on 01/14/2003 at 20:02
Bong....
Bong....
I'm not the type that get involved in long relationships Takin' trips and buyin' gifts I'm sorry I'm not on the tip If u want romance You should just stick who you already with If you in that mood you can just hit me on that late night tip
I done seen some funny shit since I got in this game They wants my crib they wants my kids, all I done gots my fame I never recall you askin' your last boyfriend for nathin But now they be purple on gold Got ya aggrivatin' I need a coach bag I can't be even doin' it I need my hair done Me too, I ain't got nothin' to do with it I've been through with it You and since the first time you ask and might I add Playas like me can't be savin' your ass
I can't understand why these broads be trippin' Can't stand the heat get out of the kitchen Ballin' in my Lexus dropped low to the ground Just a young playa tryin' put my bid in Freeks wanna trick that be constantly payin' Not a ghetto thug that be constantly layin' Rainbow Inn or da Summer Motel Oh well that's where the juice man stayin' Gotta have a lady that wanna do what I do Likes skippin' work or love cuttin' high school Servin' all the playas in the three 6 mafia Camcorder on skinny dippin' in the swimmin' pool Never try to argue bother you or fight Kill a pack of Jimmy hand strapped pen real tight Fillin' alazey all tall and a budlight Just for you freaks on a moon lite late nite
*From the entrance emerge three men. All walking to the ring as if they had conquered the world. Edge, Christian, and Hulk Hogan all walk to the ring met by a chorus of boos.*
Christian: "Greetings to all our fans here in Houston!!!"
*The crowds boos turn to "Asshole" chants*
Edge: "Is that any way to talk to your once, former, and future tag team champions?!?!"
*The chant gets louder*
Hulk Hogan: "Well ya know something brother, ever since The Suicide Blondes returned to the Eff-Tee-Are, everywhere we go we keep hearing the same questions. "Hulkster, when are you, Edge, and Christian going to reclaim your spot and take back those titles that were yours?!?" Well ya know what I keep telling all my little Hulkimaniacs brother? I tell them to mark their calendars. I tell them to mark their calendars because on February 24th at Genesis, The Edge-heads will be out in full force. The Christonians are gonna be cheering their heads off. And right in front of them will be the millions and millions of Hulkimaniacs just waiting for me to take Brother Edge and Brother Christian back to their rightful places as Tag Team Champions!!!"
Christian: "But we know this isn't gonna be an easy road. I mean look who we drew in the first round. The Undertaker and Mortis. Two dead guys. How do you keep a dead guys shoulders down for three seconds???"
Edge: "That's right Christian, so we figured what better place to find out more about The Undertaker than to come to his hometown!!!"
Christian: "That's right. We're at the hottest point in Hell right here in Houston, Texas!!!"
*The crowd burst into an even louder chorus of boos*
Christian: "And I think we've figured out just exactly what will do it. But we can't just come out and tell the world our plan. Oh no. Tonight...for our fans here in he...Houston...we have something special. A 23 SECOND POSE!!!"
Edge: "So, for those with the benefit of flash photograhy...we call this pose...Ode to beating The Undertaker!!!"
*The FTR-Tron lights up with a 23 second clock. The lights dim as the arena is filled with a sound that is probably being played off a 99 cent Halloween Scary Sounds CD. In the ring, Edge pulls his hair to cover his face and lays on the mat. The clock starts as he sits up in zombie like fashion. He stands up, looking like Frankenstein and stalks Christian.*
Christian: "Spirit of the night...thou must returneth to the Earth in which thou was consumeth."
*Hulk is holding two sparklers in a T shape, as a SYMBOL*
Christian: "I killed Vader!!! I'm evil! I'm evil dammit!"
*The music suddenly turns to American Badass as Edge and Christian both look around confused.*
Edge: "Well that was weird."
Christian: "Yeah. Why would that song play?!? Anyhoo...we have a message for Mortis and Boss Hogg. At Rampage, the games stop. You're not going to be safe sitting in some run down church cutting promos. You're going to be in the ring, across from the greatest tag team in FTR History."
Edge: "That's right. It goes like this Undertaker. You may be a legend in the FTR. But to us, you're just a legend in your own mind. Because we don't care who you beat...who you ran off...who you exposed...or who's heat you stole. The Suicide Blondes are coming to regain what we never lost. It starts with you guys...and isn't it ironic that it all starts at Genesis???"
Hulk Hogan: "So whacha gonna do when the Suicide Blondes and the largest arms in the world run wild on you?!?! Brother!"
*The chorus of boos continue as the three leave the ring to the song "Late Nite Tip". As they exit, their FTR-Tron only becomes one image with three words under it.*
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