The camera opens to a man in a gym. The man is benching what appears to be over 600 pounds, his muscles glistening with sweat. After finishing his set, the man wipes himself off with a towel and notices the camera man.
"I've been waiting for you. You might be wondering who I am. Well, let me tell you. I am the perfect package, I've got the body, I've got the mind, I've got the skills, and you damn well know I've got the looks. I am new to the fed, but not to wrestling.
There was one stable to quickly recognize my abilities, and that stable was none other than the revolution. Well, imagine my surprise when I heard this little punk that can't put two sentences together start making fun of MY new found brotherhood.
My stable will destroy you, Dink, Bink, or whatever your damn name is. You stand no chance against us. I just hope that at some point in time I will be able to throw a few punches in myself and that you can get a taste of the Crippler. Anyway, back to working out, as a real wrestler does not waste time shopping like a girl, but works out and keeps himself in shape. The Great One has spoken"
The man throws a few more plates on the rack, lies down on the bench press and continues to do his reps as the camera fades out.
Sun Nov 01, 2009 11:44 am
