My image is all I need
By Fleshbasher

While Killall is hoisting Liv in the air, not to wave her around like he just don't care but to attempt another devastating Powerbomb (because I had this written before I noticed damn Remy posted) , Fleshie, Bobbybob and Lt Pain watch the proceedings...

Bobbybob:"Look at young Drillwall go."

"Even at a moment like this he manages to look cooler than X-solo on the cover of Studs Without Nuts."

Lt Pain:"That Stillsmall sure is one cool maggot."

Bobbybob:"He's an Allstar. Allstars are cool."

"So do you think he's ever gonna execute that Powerbomb?"

Lt Pain:"He's probably thinking which way to do it will look coolest."

Bobbybob:"Coolness takes time."

"Speaking of which, isn't it time for a friendly game of Bingo yet?"

Lt Pain:"Bingo is the one thing that separates us Allstars from the rest of these neanderthals."

Bobbybob:"How very true."

Killall, who is just about to finally drop that damn Powerbomb, suddenly feels a tap on his shoulder...

Lt Pain:"Drop the bimbo, private! We got some Bingo to play."

Killall:"But I was just about to..."

Lt Pain:"On the double!!!"

"Triple even!!"

Bobbybob:"Triple XXX?"

Lt Pain:"Nah, I think that particular maggot is dead."

"Yeah, Homicide killed him."

Since I'm not qualified to take this kind of decision, I'm gonna wait for someone else to continue this wrestling-related (blech) story


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