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 Posted: Sat Jul 06, 2013 11:30 pm
Brad laid on the mat, listening to what his former partner was saying while trying not to choke on his own testicles which had lodged themselves in his throat. He couldn't believe what he was hearing, all the parties they had crashed and the kegs they had chugged, And now Brad just didnt cut it? As Brad slowly rolled out of the ring and feebly crawled his way up the ramp, He began plotting his revenge on Brantley Summers.
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Posted: Mon Jul 08, 2013 6:00 pm
 Three took the microphone and held it up to his mouth. "For too long we've watched the tag divison here in WWE:E sputter out. Its deteriorated to the point that two gigantic idiots with no real talent, or personality, can become champions! Management has become so deperate in fact that they had to force men together just to fill the tag team ranks. But look what that made, they stuck me with strawberry shortcake, and put us against team Limp Noodle.
It's pathetic, so I thought to myself. In EWA Summers and I dominated the tag division, went through 7 straight title defenses, and have done nothing but outstand. So I said to myself, Three... E:E doesn't need random tag teams. It needs Three Seasons! My man Brantley was all to happy to pick up our glory here. So now rather than a couple of oversized nitwits, we have real champions, Brantley a force of chaos, and a master stratagist; and Three, the entity of destruction and the best tactician in the feds. Together were not unbeatable; were untouchable.
I'm talking to all of you in the back. Get ready for a real Heatwave, you're in for a long summer; and there's no tag-team in the world up to ending our reign!"
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