the crowd boos the arrival of CM Punk onto the WIF Stage. Wearing his latest
WIF.com T-shirt with an arrogant smirk on his face, Punk makes his way down
the ramp and into the ring. He gets a mic from a ringside tech and speaks .X.X.
So I've got nothing to do tonight since I'm stuck in this depraved, worthless,
cesspool of a city tonight. The powers at be couldn't open their eyes to see I
should be in a match tonight so I'm looking for anybody in the back, even in
the crowd, to drag their sorry carcass into the ring so I can work them over
to keep myself at the top of my game. See unlike the rest of you out in the
seats tonight, I actually have goals, ambitions, a drive and desire. See I'm
in the 8-man tournament for the WIF World Title No. 1 contendership. I've
got to take care of Kurt Angle and then two other losers so I can "officially"
prove I should be the No. 1 contender. So let's cut the delays, someone in
the locker room needs to step up to the challenge, if not I can always pluck
one of these wastes of space out of the stands and train on them instead
cesspool of a city tonight. The powers at be couldn't open their eyes to see I
should be in a match tonight so I'm looking for anybody in the back, even in
the crowd, to drag their sorry carcass into the ring so I can work them over
to keep myself at the top of my game. See unlike the rest of you out in the
seats tonight, I actually have goals, ambitions, a drive and desire. See I'm
in the 8-man tournament for the WIF World Title No. 1 contendership. I've
got to take care of Kurt Angle and then two other losers so I can "officially"
prove I should be the No. 1 contender. So let's cut the delays, someone in
the locker room needs to step up to the challenge, if not I can always pluck
one of these wastes of space out of the stands and train on them instead
.X.X. CM Punk lowered his arm and let the mic hang in his hand, awaiting
someone from the locker room as the crowd buzzed with anticipation .X.X.
