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 Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 6:39 pm
GIRL
I WANNA TAKE YOU TO A GAY BAR
I WANNA TAKE YOU TO A GAY BAR
I WANNA TAKE YOU TO A GAY BAR, GAY BAY, GAY BAR!
GAY BAR by Electric Six begins to play as the returning Midnight Marauders, Freakshow and Brantley Summers, walk out. Freakshow would carry on his usual entrance, spitting on kids and punching uteri, while Brantley would walk up to the ring quickly and get in.Freakshow eventually made his way up the steps and into the ring as it was a challenge.
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2011 6:54 pm
Brantley had a microphone ready for him as he took it from the announcer. They didn't need to be announced by anyone as they were the Undisputed Tag Team Champions, but Brantley would do it anyway.
"INTRODUCING coming here at a combined weight of kickass and coming to you for this match from your mother's house, they are the one, the only, the WWF Undisputed Tag Team Champions, the MIDNIGHT MARAUDERS! Now I was told that being that we're without dispute, the greatest tag team champions around, we need to issue a challenge to any team who thinks they can take our s**t. For whoever comes out, I have one question for you, who gonna stop us? Because we know it sure as hell isn't anyone from the WWFG locker room. We already proved that. Next there's outside companies who think they'd be good enough to be able to step up to our superior tag team tactics. Well, here I am as a representative of Team Midnight Marauders, to challenge anyone who thinks they can hold a candle to us." Brantley would stop to let either Freak or a challenger would like to come out and talk.
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2011 2:35 pm
A few moments pass
"C'mon! Which one of you kids are gunna step up!" He says pacing back and forth a little bit, "I be none of you are even good enough to lace my boots! Or be Brantleys personal oil boy!" Freak stops as the fans begin to boo louder at him! Scowling, he runs his hand through his hair, then the raspy sounding star brings the mic back up to his mouth, "You know what? Screw it.."
Freakshow reaches into the front of his tights and pulls out wad of cash. "Right here.. One...HUNDRED... U.S Dollars, to the jabrons who think they can beat these guys in a match," He hands the ref the cash. the ref grabs it with the tips of his fingers, the wraps it up in his shirt, not wanting to actually touch the money, a look of disgust on the mans face. "Lets do this!" He shouts towards the entrance ramp.
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