Mr. Smyth carries on bench pressing.
Originally Posted by wrestlingfan66513
Mr. Smyth: I'm sorry, me paranoid about you? And why would that be? Because you're the big bad Michael Hawk? If I were you, I'd stop getting ahead of one's self. You've not won the briefcase yet and to be honest, I'm yet to see a reason as to why you should come out victorious in that exchange. Now don't get me wrong, Jackson Smith is not the worthiest of all adversaries for someone like me - you're
Endurance champion - but he is someone who'd be able to create a challenging obstacle for a asinine dullard like yourself.
I'll tell you what - if you're feeling brave and feel that you're big enough to be playing with adults, then you come and get it. I would say this though: if you are asinine enough to try and take on this challenge, I'd better die because if I don't, I will be nailing you to the wall.
Now, I may have been too subtle before and I apologise for that, so allow me the opportunity to be a bit more blunt: piss off, I'm busy.