Originally Posted by eboy
IC: Look at you McCoy, pathetic, your words slurring and dripping from your mouth as the saliva slides from your tongue to your shirt, vulgar. It seems to me that losing the international title has gotten to you, boring away at your fragile mind, eating away at you, bringing you to breaking point, how cute. Allow me to console you, you were never meant to be a great champion, that much is obvious through your lack of intellect and awful shortage of any skill or ability, consider yourself lucky that you ever held a title belt. You call me immature? Have you listened to yourself? Look at your terminology, your base insults and name calling, you just scream maturity, don't you? Perhaps I am being harsh, it is very likely that Roman Flare knocked what little sense out of your hollow skull that was in there to begin with, not much but i'm sure there was something. As for you leaping to the defence of our 'esteemed' champion Gillz, perhaps a little more boot licking and he may allow you to come within 6 feet of it, for that's about as close as you will get to another belt.
Now, now, before you explode and throw yet another temper tantrum, remember this, I am here to help you see the truth, I am your friend, your saviour. You need not hate me McCoy, but you should fear me, but by all means, hide your phobias, pretend that this is not that case, whatever helps you to sleep at night. Pray to whatever gods you see fit, that Arthur Lansdale never sets his eyes on you, because I assure you of this, you will never, ever, set foot inside a ring again.