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 Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 11:09 am
"Oh for the love of Canada itself, GUYS," Jericho yelled, now coming out from the curtains to a roar from the crowd, carrying the WIF Intercontinental Title around his right shoulder, a mic on his left hand as he smiled brightly. "I have an idea to solve this. You see, there's a little something called SummerSlam coming up soon. I can see you all want a shot at the Intercontinental title. Well, Edge, Test, Petey...I say we settle this like men. All four of us, SummerSlam, the IC title on the line...in a straight-out four-way dance!"
"But before that, Petey...how about you go team up with Mr. Maple Syrup inside that ring against The Rated R Superstar and Y2J, right here, TONIGHT!"
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Posted: Sat Aug 12, 2006 1:13 pm
"A Four Way dance?" Edge said. "Thats a good idea. Chris, while we're opponents at Summerslam, I got your back tonight. So Test, I know you're listening to us..so for once, shut your big mouth..Hell you talk like you got a mouthful of marbles, why don't you back up everything you say and team with Petey here against The Rated R Superstar, and The King of the World, Chris Jericho?" the crowd popped big time.
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Desirable Conversationalist
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