Quickly.
I have a blog entry I've been working on for ages about the events of Wrestlefest IV. I will finish and publish it, but it was a pretty special night for me and I want to do a reasonable job of it. Hopefully I'm still champion by the time I finish it.
Onto my main point.
Those darn DCWF Dazzlers. Have you seen them! I decided to reward their coordination and dancing skills with a shot at the DCWF Women's Championship. How do they repay me? Insults! Lots of them to. Do my bosses protect their Champion? No. They hang her out to dry whilst some spandex freak read out a load of stereotype based insults. It was like something out of WCW. Who could have come up with this.
The Dazzlers will pay for this. We are going to Unite Against Dazzlers. There will be broken Dazzlers all over Slam City. Let's be clear here. The DCWF Dazzlers look like they're convicts on The Running Man. Well I'm a stalker. I'm Sub Zero and make no mistake there's no Butcher of Bakersfield amongst their Numbers. The only uprising happens from the Wrestlers when they Unite Against Dazzlers. It hits the spot.
Monday, 20 February 2012
Unite Against Dazzlers
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