Posted at 10:23 pm on May 7, 2016 by:
Botch Recliner (Soon-To-Be Champion Champion)
YOU'D GOT A 141 2/3 CHAINS OF WOMEN.
"HUH? NO, THAT BELCH IS YOURS," Botch said, shuffling up to the Undisputed Champions as if he intended to fight them. Instead, he reached into his tights and started digging around. "EVERY WAY KNOWS, WANKS TO SNOW, WELCH MY HOTBOG IS?"
Raising an eyebrow, Darkspade shoved Botch away so he could focus his attention on Deadblood. Botch was such an uncoordinated piece of shit though, he bounced off the ropes and stumbled forward before tripping over his boot laces, falling over onto Spade and DB, knocking them to the mat with him.
"OWWWWWWWWW," Botch said before laying on the mat motionless for three hours. It was still easier to sit through than that three hour wrestling show that comes on every Monday.
While Botch took a nap, Spade and DB got back to truly begin fighting, exchanging punches before Spade worked him into the corner for several knife edge chops across his chest.
Before Spade could do anything else, there was a loud, nasty fart that caused him to think Goldy was on there, followed by a "Hey Yo", vomit breath washing over his face. Scotty Halls had somehow managed to get back into the ring.
Spade turned to attack Scotty, but he quickly backed away in horror when Scotty farted again before puking again, this time at Spade's feet.
"You nasty bastard!" Spade said before dropping Scotty into his own vomit with a BloodStrike DDT.
Since Spade was distracted with Scotty, Gunjinn approached DB in the corner and began to do the ding dong towards him.
