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 Posted: Sun Sep 24, 2006 4:14 pm
Lillian: This match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the United States Title! Introducing first..
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Posted: Wed Sep 27, 2006 7:23 pm
"Do-OOOOOOOOOD, LOVE LOVE LOVE!"
Dude's music hit as he walked down the ramp accompanied by two lovely ladies.
Lilian: "And from Long Island New York, weighing in at 297 lbs, Dude Love!"
Dude walked up the steps and stepped into the ring, smiling. He shot a taunt to the crowd and gave them the "OWWWW have mercy!" as he waited for Funk.
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Posted: Mon Oct 02, 2006 6:56 pm
*Chainsaw roaring was heard on the PA System, as that chainsaw wielding maniac, Chainsaw Charlie, ran on stage with his special friend. He quickly adjusted the sock on his head and charged towards the ring.*
Lillian: From Amarillo, Texas, weighing in at 247 lbs, Chains-AHHH!!!!
*Chainsaw was already in the ring by the time Lillian announced his name. He swung his chainsaw at her, but she quickly ducked down and got out of there as fast as she could. He took his attention off her and charged at Dude Love with his chainsaw.*
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Posted: Tue Oct 03, 2006 2:42 pm
Dude dropped to the mat and rolled out of the ring. He went over and grabbed a chair and tossed it at Funk.
((Is this match no-dq?))
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 11:57 am
(( Sorta. ))
*Charlie stumpled back from the chair.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:00 pm
Dude reached under the ring and grabbed a barbed wire bat. He rolled back into the ring and looked at Funk.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:03 pm
*Charlie regained his posture and paced the ring as the cage was lowering.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:05 pm
Dude held his bat carefully as he looked at Funk.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:06 pm
*Charlie grinned at Mick and dropped his chainsaw. He went up to Dude, literally asking him to hit him.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:07 pm
Dude nodded and tried to crack Funk in the head with the bat.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:08 pm
*Funk fell back from the bat shot. Blood dripped from his sock mask, but he grinned under it.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:09 pm
Dude raised the bat again, and tried to do the same to Funk.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:10 pm
*He rolled out of the way from the bat.*
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:11 pm
Dude was about to try again, when he turned the bat around and offered it to Funk, leaning forward and pointing to the top of his head.
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Posted: Sun Oct 08, 2006 12:13 pm
*Funk stood up and looked to the bat. He took the bat from Dude, raised it, and whacked him upside the head.*
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