Booger Arm, Garbage People, Piss & Contract Error
Sept 18, 2021 0:39:03 GMT -5
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Post by Vicky Stone on Sept 18, 2021 0:39:03 GMT -5
Vicky Stone, wanting to be a part of Online Championship Wrestling's prestigious roster, ended up faxing her contract to OUTSIDERS minor league somewhat performance center. That also happens to be back yard wrestling. Not much cash, not much exposure, not much talent and not enough food. Everything Vicky despises about working as a wrestler. But she wanted to look good for OCW as her contract error is corrected. But before that, she was booked for LADIES NIGHT. Against Cori Haim. No, not the dead Corey child actor but Cori Haim, the one armed backyard wrestler. Well, now with a robotic like arm attacked to her nub. Gross. Gross indeed.
Vicky: Bull shit.
She shouted at her laptop webcam.
Vicky: I am a major star, and ONLINE C. W. and NOT OUTISDERS C. W. would and should be honoured to have on their roster. My boyfriend Chris Spade gets a huge match against Knox what's his face at their next pay per view. But me? Nope. Not on the show. Not even on Massacre. I am stuck in garbage land with garbage people. No offense. I know some stars actually made it out of dump ville, like Peter Vaughn, who has clearly made an important move to the main roster.
Vicky sighs and takes another tequila shot.
Vicky: Ya i am drunk, the 50 or whatever dollars I will make for this pathetic Ladies Night Outsiders event has paid me a few cheap bottles. And the Barbacue there better be fuckin' fan tastic. And if I see a mother fucking blue ranch potato chip by me, I will flip the fuck out. And if that fuck terd scary clown or any of his balloons even makes eye contact with me... I will do something drastic. And it may involve me pissing in a cup, bowl... something and ruining this event...
Vicky takes another shot.
Vicky: As for my opponent at this freak show, Cori Haim. The one armed cyborg monster, You have a cute face, and you having a machine arm isnt fair. But i am not taking you lightly. And if I have to rip off your mechanical device, I will. Just don't let what is left of your booger arm near me either. If my ticket to OCW main roster is through this garbage event. Then I'll do it. I'll beat the gimp. I'll beat the traffic on my way home and be home in time to watch a REAL wrestling program, like Massacre. And that's it... i hope this message finds some one. Because as of right now, I need to take a piss.
Vicky stands up and grabs a flower pot, dumping out the flowers and carrying the pot until she is off camera...
Fade to black.
Vicky: Bull shit.
She shouted at her laptop webcam.
Vicky: I am a major star, and ONLINE C. W. and NOT OUTISDERS C. W. would and should be honoured to have on their roster. My boyfriend Chris Spade gets a huge match against Knox what's his face at their next pay per view. But me? Nope. Not on the show. Not even on Massacre. I am stuck in garbage land with garbage people. No offense. I know some stars actually made it out of dump ville, like Peter Vaughn, who has clearly made an important move to the main roster.
Vicky sighs and takes another tequila shot.
Vicky: Ya i am drunk, the 50 or whatever dollars I will make for this pathetic Ladies Night Outsiders event has paid me a few cheap bottles. And the Barbacue there better be fuckin' fan tastic. And if I see a mother fucking blue ranch potato chip by me, I will flip the fuck out. And if that fuck terd scary clown or any of his balloons even makes eye contact with me... I will do something drastic. And it may involve me pissing in a cup, bowl... something and ruining this event...
Vicky takes another shot.
Vicky: As for my opponent at this freak show, Cori Haim. The one armed cyborg monster, You have a cute face, and you having a machine arm isnt fair. But i am not taking you lightly. And if I have to rip off your mechanical device, I will. Just don't let what is left of your booger arm near me either. If my ticket to OCW main roster is through this garbage event. Then I'll do it. I'll beat the gimp. I'll beat the traffic on my way home and be home in time to watch a REAL wrestling program, like Massacre. And that's it... i hope this message finds some one. Because as of right now, I need to take a piss.
Vicky stands up and grabs a flower pot, dumping out the flowers and carrying the pot until she is off camera...
Fade to black.
