Posted at 6:33 am on Oct 9, 2015 by:
"Big Poppa Huh?!" Botch Recliner
THAT BELL IS MINE!
"OW!"
Botch rolled around in pain on the mat, his crotch swelling to a normal size from its usual, steroid-shrunken state.
The Sunshine Gurls danced around Gunjinn and the fallen Botch, Gunjinn holding his mic and his ding ding dong again. "I'm the King and you're not, Senorita! This reminds me of that tournament I won a decade ago! Because once again, as I stand over my opponent, I'm already thinking of what I'll do with my next few years of off-time! TRA LA LA!"
Gunjinn tried to do the splits and land on Botch's face with his crotch, but Botch rolled out of the way. This wasn't because of Gunjinn trying to attack him. Botch had to fart again, thanks to all those protein shakes.
"I'M HUNGRY!"
"Eww, Senorita!" The Sunshine Gurls continued dancing as both Gunjinn and Botch climbed to their feet.
Gujinn tried for the Killswitch Vol. 48394829495839458895
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"YOU DON'T NOW ME AND YOU DO KNOW WHAT I'M CAPLE OF! MY MOTHER SUCKS!"
Waddling over to the turnbuckle, Botch started to climb, only to fall off backwards onto Gunjinn. Seeing it as a pin attempt, the ref started to count.
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"HUH?"
Botch sat up, thinking he won the match. Realizing he didn't after a couple hours, he turned his attention to the ref.
"COUNT SLOWER YOU STOOPED REDNECK!"
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=CW PRESENTS= - CreatureWrestling - 1:07:32 AM on 07/06/2015
CW -IS- MAD - CreatureWrestling - 1:08:08 AM on 07/06/2015
