(So after some bullshit "xtreme" match for the fake ass title this company tries and fails to pass off as xtreme I now find myself looking to fight some big fucker called Jason Morris. Guy looks like grizzly adams on steroids, heh, probably is juicing, big ass fruit that he is. I still find that match tonight fucked up, man, can't believe this fucking company, they ain't got a clue as to real hardcore, fuck 'em. Morris, time to rip some shit I guess. cigarette tastes good now, few more puffs to go as I sit here on my bed, this company is weak as fuck. I snuff the cig out with my hand and toss it down, then lay back on the bed, nah man, I need a joint now. I sit up and stand walking around to the table near the window, make sure the shades are shut. I sit on on down and pull out my bag. Ah yea, nice shit here, so lets see.)

"Ya know, before I verbally rape you Morris, how about the fucking "Xtreme" whatever it ws called, some joke of match, as far from fucking hardcore as there is,  goddamn joke! I was looking forward to it, I thought it was about time, but none of those fuckers in it were hardcore, fuck, management wouldn't even let me go full force, had to hold back, well, I could cut loose, but then I'd be fired...if this keeps up I may just quit anyways, I don't know, this place ain't got a clue. SKCW thinks they be big time, but there really small and stubborn."

(Ah, one joint rolled, may as well do another, I need to get baked.)

"Now then, Jason fucking Morris, ya big ass ape raping faggot, ya ain't shit to me, to SKCW, to any fucking one. I know jack shit about ya son, I know nothing and I don't care, I don't wanna learn anything about ya, all I wanna do is whip yo ass tonight and move on to the next fucking show. You big as fuck and I ain't really, I'm a small man, but I know I'm qucker than yo fat, roided up ass, I know I can get more hardcore and brawl with ya, I'm plain better than yo ass son and you gonna find that to be true when we step in the ring. See ya tonight on Overdrive bitch, now I gotta get baked."

(That I do and I got two bones here ready to go. I stuff the bag back in my coat and grab both joints. I head over laying on the bed and slide one in my mouth, lay the other on the stand and grab my light sparking it up and smoke goes on up, ah yea, this is what I needed.)