I can't wait..

by Tyrone Stevenson August 15th 2009, 12:15 am

Tyrone has arrived in Johannesburg, South Africa. He is in his hotel room sitting at his desk in front of his laptop, he logs in the NLWF website. He sees that there is a video on the site that shows Cotton and Candy. Candy is talking shit as usual on the video. Cotton is just in the background laughing like a douchbag. Tyrone rolls his eyes. He gets up and leaves his hotel room. He also leaves the hotel.
Tyrone is in the streets of Johannesburg looking for the same crew members that were on the video. He sees some of them in the distance. He walks towards them. Tyrone sees a video camera he holds it and walks towards a crew member. He turns him around and puts the camera in the crew members hands.

CREW MEMBER:
Tyrone! What do you need?

TYRONE:
What I need is you to record this.

CREW MEMBER:
Uhh, okay.

The crew member pushes the record button on the camera.

CREW MEMBER:
Allright, you're on.

TYRONE:
This is it Cotton. On Sunday we will be in that cage beating the living hell out of each other. But before I get on Sunday, let me just give Candy a little message, that dumb cow. Candy, you are a dumb fucking bitch, you talk SO much shit that it isn't even funny. I have said this almost one hundred times, Cotton, you need to stop fucking hiding behind that dumb bitch and speak for your own Goddamn self, what are you too much pussy to talk for yourself? Is that it? You keep saying that I can't even hurt Cotton, sure but I do beat. I already have beat him, and I am going to do it again on Sunday. On Sunday, it will be only Cotton, me and four sides of steel. And I will do everything in my power to win the fucking match. And if there is any sort of interference from Candy, that crazy bitch better watch out.

Tyrone turns around and walks away.