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(CUTTO: 'Good God' Kevin Powers standing in front of a CSWA banner. Wearing an old TDC hockey jersey Powers looks towards the camera.)

KP: Children, children ... CHILDREN! For a few days the Lush is away and the lower inbreeds talk and play. Everyone just LOVES to talk about The Double G KP while he's away, but now I'm back so I think it is about time I lay down some of trash talking that you fools are trying to do your very best at.

And yes the key word is TRYING.

First there is Shane Southern. Now I know Shane is from the south and I know that's a strike against him so I'll do my best to try and talk slow enough so that he can understand and comprehend what I'm saying. Personally I think you're nothing more than a bald-headed redneck jackass, but that's just my opinion and nothing more. Sure you've had your little battles and you've talked your little game ... from what people have TRIED to understand, but you've managed to back it up in the ring. Probably used some of that southpaw tactics against your foes, but hey ... that's cool, but you are right on one count ... we are tag team partners going against a greater bunch of jackasses and we have to work as a unit. Granted I don't get your idea about the party being over cause, to me, the party is just getting STARTED! Get a few drinks in my system; go to the ring, WHOOP THAT ASS, claim the number one slot, then party on until the night like it'll never EVER stop! Sure, you'll get upset cause you didn't get your number one slot and you'll call grandma Southern sniffling and slobbering about how you lost, but hey ... if it means anything ... I'll still make it. And when I DO go to Anniversary and get the title that SHOULD be mine I'll be more than happy to take a picture with the belt, autograph it for ya, and give it to ya just so you can have a picture of the title cause that's the CLOSEST you'll EVER get to it. Now go and steal the Colonel’s recipe and bring it to Chicago cause I'm a HUGE fan of some of that southern hospitality and their FAMOUS BBQ! Granted it ain't like a traditional Chi-Town deep dish, but ... it'll do cookie!

Then there's 'Triple X' Sean Stevens. Now this is a good guy who has put up with a lot of my torment through they years, but even I know when to steer away from a man who's going through hard times. For years he's had to battle Eli Flair as well as his shadow and, in recent weeks, he has broke away from that shadow and proven to be a notch above the rest. Now I know he isn't exactly thinking in the right frame of mind as of late because of what happened to Poison Ivy McGinnis and I know he's been spending time with her through her horrific moments. He's even gone as far as to try and cheer her up ... sticking his head in and out the door saying 'ICU ... ICU ... Oh Ivy I C U!' trying to put a smile on her face, but he needs to focus onto the match at hand. Now I don't expect Stevens to be a factor and that's okay cause, like always, I'll take up his slack and, like the huge Lush Mac Daddy that I am, I'll take out The Intruders and move on to Anniversary with that number one ranking. Now I know what everyone is saying ... Hey Kevin that's kinda cold hearted and egotistical isn't it? The way I'm looking at I'm doing the man a favor and giving him more time to spend with his Swiss cheese girlfriend rather than to make another venue and fight a meaningless battle. God's speed Stevens and save the Poison Queen!

Then there's Bill Clinton's favorite son ... The Hot Property President himself Eddie Mayfield! Now I know Eddie hasn't been president material as of late since the recent bitch slapping he got from Dan Ryan and Sean Stevens and ... oh hell it WAS kinda funny seeing that! Seriously Eddie how pathetic can you be? You win a Presidential title and suddenly you call yourself president? Did you come up with that moniker? Did ya throw a few socks on your body and claim to be a maid? Did ya grab a Windex bottle and claim to be a window washer? Did ya grab a piece of cardboard and call yourself a homeowner? I mean ... just how PATHETIC are you? What's next? In your mind are you ready to become another Destiny's Child and play Survivor if you win? Well, THANK GOD, we won't have to hear that song cause it just ain't gonna happen! I know ... I know ... you're probably fuming in the oval office right now, or as everyone else calls it your bathtub, planning strategy with your troops. You're asking your Secretary of Defense rubber ducky and your Secretary of State soap on a rope what your next move should be, but here ... let me tell you what you should do. Just do us ALL a favor and lay down. Lay down on the canvas and don't even TWITCH! THAT WAY, not only will everyone in the United Center have to be embarrassed to see you wrestle, but you'll save yourself a HUGE dose of reality when I bring your need to be impeached ass to Earth! Mayfield ... you're nothing more than the current flash in the pan who just ENJOYS revamping events saw in the nineties and bringing them to today ... or did you not understand the plug I made towards your 'ratings grabber' iTV? If I wanted to see stuff like that I would've dusted off an old tape and put it in the VCR, but sadly ... you brought it back to life. THIS AND THIS ALONE is why you need to get your ass served up to a USDA Grade A PRIME ass whoopin' courtesy of The Double G KP! Now go and grab a telephone and pretend you are the president of AT&T since PRETENDING is what you're so good at.

I would talk about 'Cocky' Craig Miles, but he's too busy hiding under his bed cause he KNOWS better. He KNOWS that he's about to get Lushified and there ain't a DAMN THING he can do about it. Don't believe me? If ya listen real close you can hear the sound of Miles ...

Don't hear a thing do ya? Now THAT'S a smart man ...

UNLIKE the LAST person to whom I need to address. I would call him by his name, but he would have to untie his bunched up panties cause he just goes into a FRENZY whenever I say his name so, for the sake of his health, I'll refer to the name that his lovely Heather calls him when they're having one of their few intimate nights ... BLANKS!!

BLANKS. I've heard ya ... I've heard ya ... OH GOOD GOD did I hear ya! I just gotta ask this one question ... what is going on in that pea-sized steroid diminishing brain of yours? Not only do you mention my name in every promo you shoot. Not only do I get to hear that I get to sit at the big kids table finally, but I also get to hear about how I latch onto YOUR heat? Are you kidding me Mr. Brick by Brick? What ... HEAT have you been throwing around CSWA as of late? You mean your 'dominance' against Kin Hiroshi and Jean Rabesque? Hey you called me out during that ill-fated attempt for attention during your WrestleThon plug awhile back and, instead of coming out the way you WISHED I came out, I just brought a chair to the ring just so I could get a better look at competition I might wanna consider facing. It's not my fault that you suck so bad and you can't back up anything you say ... is it? Go ahead ... reach into your back pocket and pull out your book of excuses and just TRY and find something new to say cause, no matter what, what everyone else in CSWA has been seeing is that your nothing more than a washed over third rate wrestler of yesteryear. Yeah, back then, your name meant something ... it was HUGE! The MAN! The MYTH! The Strongest Arms in the World! Now look at ya. The slacker. The forgotten memory. The weakest excuse for a wrestler in the world! You're nothing BLANKS ... NO-THING!

About the ONLY THING you've got going for you right now is to drop MY NAME in your promos from time to time cause you think that'll raise the stock in your star quality. What do you do when you go home at night? Do ya go in front of the mirror and chant my name just to see if you can come up with the good promo for the next day? SWEET WILLY JESUS would ya let it go already? Maybe your threats would've amounted to something a while ago, but now? RIGHT NOW? THIS VERY MINUTE? Well BLANKS, I promised I wouldn't say your name due to the fact I don't want MY CAREER to drop off the map like yours did. So, instead, I drew up this graphic illustration to show what I, and as the rest of CSWA knows, think of ya.

(Powers reaches down and holds up a sign that says ... simply put ... 'GUNS Fears Powers')

I don't think I need to harp on this anymore only because you'll feel grateful that I mentioning your name over the airwaves will get you a sponsor or something. Then again, I hear that the bathroom plunger people are looking for someone good and what better person than you BLANKS since that's where you're career at the very moment.

(Powers looks off to the side and sees someone motioning to him.)

Well kids ... looks like Heather's favorite Lush GANSTA has to hit the party scene just one more time! That's right ... the party AIN'T over. And if you think you can stop the Lushwagon well guess what ... YOU CAN'T! And ... oh HELL I'm not giving those people any more free press.

LADIES ... TO THE LUSH CAVE!

(Powers walks out of the scene and, as he does, he drops his sign. The camera goes to focus in on the 'GUNS Fears Powers' sign just before the scene fades out.)
 
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The Meaning of Fear

(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing the WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: Let me get this straight, because as everyone's so fond of mentioning, I'm clearly getting old and steroids are rotting my brain, so I want to make sure I have this right. GUNS Fears Kevin Powers. That's your story? That's what you're going with today? Just want to make sure we're clear on this point.

Boy, I didn't even know you EXISTED until you kept sticking your nose in MY business. You whined like a spoiled brat way back when the Intruders first burst on the scene, upstaging your pathetic attempt to recapture lightning in a bottle with a watered-down PLR. You cried and complained when the CSWA viewing public let out a collective yawn at your very existence, so you decided to get noticed. How? By dropping my name, by showing up during my matches, by jumping me from behind whenever you saw an opportunity. You stuck your nose in my match with Dan Ryan. You stuck your nose in and cost me the COVETED Greensboro Heavyweight title. So, finally, Powers - I gave you what you wanted. Laid it out on the line. Made the challenge. You and me, one on one, and what did you do, Powers? You said NO. You backed down. And when you did, I told you that it either ended there - or I would end you.

But you don't listen too good...maybe you started having second thoughts, wondering what the hell you would do if you couldn't nip at my ankles like an annoying little puppy dog. So, you decided to go and stick your nose in my business again, costing me ANOTHER match against Jean Rabesque. Are you proud of yourself, Kevin? You haven't done a damn thing to advance your own career in the last year, but you've sure made yourself a pain in MY ass, haven't you? If that's your goal in life, Kevin, then congratulations - you've done it. You've pissed me off, you've gotten my full attention, and apparently Chad Merritt's in a charitable mood too, because he's given you a chance to play with the big kids at Primetime and try to earn a World title shot.

Kevin, if you have any visions in your head of celebrating a World Heavyweight championship reign anytime soon, well, you'd be best served to shove 'em aside right now. You know what they say, Powers - be careful what you wish for. Well, you're gonna get every last bit of the attention you've been BEGGING for all these months when you and I are in the same ring in Chicago. Pain...(Laughs)...pain don't even BEGIN to describe what I'm going to inflict on you.

You can come up with all the witty nicknames for me you want. You wanna talk about my family? (GUNS tosses a dime at the camera.) Go ahead, man - be my guest. Keep runnin' that trap all the way up until Chicago, and then I want to see you do some REAL talkin'. When we're face to face in the middle of that ring, I want you to do some talkin' in that ring - I want you to show me exactly WHY you've been up my ass for the last eight months BEGGING me to step into the ring with you. I want you to show me what you've got, Powers, and for God's sake don't waste my time comin' with anything weak. Don't hold anything back, son, I want you to bring the kitchen sink at me.

Because I wanna see the sad, pathetic look in your eyes when you hit me with everything you've got, and I'm still standing there smiling at you.

I'm not comin' to Primetime to earn a World title shot. I'm not comin' to Primetime to get a PPV main event. I'm not comin' to Primetime for the thrill of victory. No, Kevin - I've told it to Stevens, I've told it to my own partners, and now I'm tellin' it to you. I'm comin' to Chicago for one reason and one reason only - to make a statement, and to enforce my will.

I know what you're gonna say, Powers. You ain't afraid of me. (GUNS chuckles.)

Well, boy, believe me when I say...

you SHOULD be.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: Oh for the love of GOD you again? GUNS, do yourself a favor will ya, quit turning the table so that you can look good cause it damn sure ain't workin'. You make yourself look like an idiot when you say you don't give a crap about me, but then you name out all the things I've done since your HUGE return to CSWA. If you wanna get your facts straight then you should know that, yeah, I did come out and get involved during your match against Kin Hiroshi, but I didn't cost you the match. You managed to reach deep inside and continue on with the match until Hiroshi come out and powered you to the match BEATING you for the title.

Now the match against Jean? Okay guilty as charged, but I only came out to answer your call from that WrestleThon challenge. I mean ... how many chair shots does it take to get to the center of your shriveled up brain of yours? The world ... will never know ...

You've been a JOKE since you've returned GUNS and I haven't been afraid to admit it. Be happy that I'm there LETTING you know that you ain't worth a squirt of piss ...

Wait Dan Ryan let ya know that too.

So did Shane Southern.

So did Sean Stevens.

And your Intruder friend Eddie Mayfield.

I'm sure Craig Miles is thinking it too.

Hell, I think Merritt is having a good laugh at your idle threats too.

Man ... NOBODY is afraid of letting you know that cause they know your threats don't mean SQUAT around here! The only PAIN you'll inflict on me is by cutting yet another fifteen second promo basically repeating yourself about how I annoy you so bad. All that stuff I did to you GUNS, if I did that to anyone else, I know I would be in for the fight of my LIFE, but not you GUNS> You always choose to just sweep it under the carpet right along with the heyday of your career and ALWAYS find some cheap nickel and dime slogans to come back with thinking that it makes you sound witty. Well witty you are ... NITWIT, but it is a wit so I guess you're happy with that ain'cha boy.

Now in Chicago ... Oh SWEET HOME CHICAGO ... is where you can't hide NO MORE! You can't hide behind a door. You can't hide behind a mic making a challenge KNOWING I'm not even in the same STATE. You can't hide no longer cause you have to wipe your little nose and come face to face with the ONE MAN that has gone out of his way to make you look somewhat ENTERTAINING to the CSWA FANS! GUNS, I can honestly say that, in Chicago, I'll be doing EVERYONE a favor when I take you out of this match and prove, BEYOND A SHADOW OF A DOUBT, that you're nothing more than the shell of the wrestler you used to be.

Now move back from the big kids table, collect the dishes, hit the kitchen junior, and start washin'em cause that's about all you're good for right now! When you're done jumping up and down like the sniveling little school girl and getting all teary eyed every time I mention your name ... TOUGH! In Chicago that's when you'll FINALLY know what everyone else ALREADY KNOWS ...

GUNS ... you fear Kevin Powers cause you suck.

Can't make it clearer than that.

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing a WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: You know, Powers, I don't get you. You spend all this time talking about how I suck this, how I'm too old that, how I'm too short this, that I'm roided up that, that I'm a joke this, that I'm a loser that. Let's suspend reality for a minute and assume that all of that were true. What, then, does it say about you when you've revolved the last eight months of your LIFE around me? Around sticking your nose in my matches? Around trying to get my attention? Around mentioning my name every time you're in front of a damn microphone? Kevin Powers, if I'm, as you so eloquently put it - "not worth a squirt of piss"...If I'm everything you say I am, then there's only one conclusion...

you're the most pathetic sorry son of a bitch ever to lace up a pair of wrestling boots.

So let's call a spade a spade, Kevin. The truth of the matter is - you're jealous of me. You're jealous of everything I ever accomplished in this business, and everything you've NEVER done. You're jealous because no matter how many crap losses I have on my record thanks to you - to the likes of Kin Hiroshi or Jean Rabesque or Freddy the Pool Cleaner - I'm still LIGHT YEARS ahead of you on the totem pole around here. No matter what you do, Kevin, you can't break into my spotlight, and it eats you alive. I could lose to the damn Muffin Man a hundred times in a row and I'd STILL go down in history as a legend in this sport, while you won't be remembered by history at all.

But, in Chicago, Kevin - it's not about living off of past glory. Some of us have years of hard work to live off of - you've got about ten minutes when Eddy Love and Steve Radder were around to make people care about you - but you'll take what you can get. No, Kevin, when we step into the ring in Chicago - there is no past, there's only the present. Time stands still and you finally get what you've been begging for. This short, old, roided up pathetic joke of a has-been that you've been DYING to give you the time of day will be standing right across the ring from you. I know it will be tough for you, Kevin, because I won't have my back turned, so that will eliminate pretty much all of your offensive options, but please, and now I'M begging YOU, Kevin - PLEASE don't waste my damn time anymore. Show me SOMETHING - ANYTHING. Drink up all of that liquid courage and give me everything you've got. Don't disappoint me. You've been building up to this for eight months, so make it worth my while.

You think you're gonna knock me out of this match, son? Give it your best shot.

I may very well be a shell of the wrestler I used to be.

But that shell is MORE than enough to overshadow the wrestler that you've been from the moment you put on your first pair of tights.

I've said it before, Kevin, and I'm sayin' it again.

If you ain't afraid of me, boy...

you SHOULD be.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: GUNS? Are you trying to sound serious all of a sudden? Have you cut back on the jokes and finally stood your ground? My God ... I don't know how to react ... oh wait yes I do.

IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!

I am SO GLAD you figured it out. You must've shook your head from east to west MANY times until it finally locked in. Yep you figured it out. Granted it took you EIGHT LONG MONTHS, but you're on track now ain'cha sparky? Yep ... you are the man.

Hey let me know when you start believing this just so I can laugh in your face once more okay?

Fact of the matter is ... the only joke around here is you GUNS. You said, and don't stop me if you heard this before because you enjoy talking repeating life too, you would take this federation down brick by brick and only ONE PERSON has stopped you from doing it. ONE PERSON has made sure to expose you for the piece of trash that you really are. ONE PERSON never answered your pathetic challenges cause they were just too laughable to pick up on. ONE PERSON has gone out of his way to show that The Strongest Arms in the World ... CAN be put down again and again. ONE PERSON GUNS ... wanna take a guess?

Na you're too slow so I'll save ya the trouble ... it's me The Double G KP.

You can say all you want. Cry all you can. Get on top Mount Soapbox and preach your word until you make everyone's ears bleed, but you know, deep down, I'm right. Come on boy think about it. All that stuff you said you was gonna do only to have The Ayatollah of Rum and Cola, a so-called drunk who could never measure to your legend status, stop you at every turn? All those things you were going to do only to be humiliated by a man who could never lace your boots? Boy I've been playing you for the village idiot since day one and you're STILL too engulfed in your ego to even recognize it! Now you've changed your tune to me being jealous of you? JEALOUS? What's the next turn man? I'm ENVEOUS of you? I wish I could be like GUNS? Please oh dear sweet merciful Lord if this DOES ever happen strike me down with all your might cause the LAST THING I want to be is someone who is putt putting his career trying to sell wolf tickets that just won't CASH!

As a matter of fact GUNS I DARE YOU to show up to Chicago cause you're right. All these words have to stop. The only thing I need to see is for your chicken S(BOMB)T self show up and get into the same ring that I'm in. If you wanna turn your back ... go for it! Show the yellow stripe you've been hiding behind for the last eight months. You wanna face me? BRING IT BOY! Ain't nothing but air and opportunity between us ... you think you can cut through that? If anything boy you need to SHOW ME ... that you ain't scurred, but then again ...

Just like Kevin Dyson from Super Bowl thirty seven ... you'll probably fall short and just have to be served up a humble dose of Lushified Pie and accept the fact that you are the one thing I've pointed out for the last eight months ..

A loser.

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing the WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: Powers, I'm not sure what you THINK you've done in the last eight months, but it's pretty much the equivalent of a little dog trying to get someone's attention. First, you tug on the pant leg a little bit, and you get ignored. So then, you start nipping at the ankles a little bit, a minor annoyance, still ignored. Finally, you just start humping the leg full blast, and FINALLY you get the attention you're looking for in the form of a backhanded slap across the nose.

For eight months now, Kevin, you've been begging for me to bitchslap you. For eight months now, Kevin, I've had more important things to do. For eight months now, I've told you to come out and challenge me like a man, and I'd be happy to accept. For eight months now, you've cowered in the corner every time I've glanced in your general direction, waiting for me to turn my back again so you could take another shot. Plain and simple, Kevin, you're a PU[BLEEP]Y, and I don't mean you're a cat. You want the attention, you want the publicity, you want the little sliver of the spotlight, but when it comes time to pay consequences, you're hiding under the bed.

You dare me to come to Chicago? Well, that's mighty brave of you considering we're already signed to the same match and all. How did you ever gather the guts to make such a bold challenge? Kevin, you can talk a good game after you've sucked down a few cold ones, but the truth is you're finally backed into a corner. No more games, no more cheap shots, you actually have to step into that ring and take your medicine like a man.

I'm coming to Chicago, and I ain't takin' any steps backwards. I should be easy to find - I'll be the old short washed-up, roided-up joke in the middle of the ring kicking your ass all over the building.

Son, you're about as scary to me as a cloudy day. But, on the flip side, if you say you ain't scared of me, you're either lyin' or just plain stupid.

Either way - if you ain't scared of me...

you SHOULD be.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: (Mocking GUNS) Either way ... if you ain't scared of me ... you should be.

Scared ... of WHAT! Scared of what you've done for the last eight months? Maybe you can impress everyone else with your words, but your ACTIONS ... they speak VOLUMES!

If you wanna look at it from a certain point of view let's do it. How can a legend such as yourself who has earned such praise and respect from the wrestling community ... a man who has won countless belts and sat on top of the mountain countless times ... allow such things to happen to himself? How did you allow a 'lowly person' such as myself to get away with chair shots and other attacks? And your only response to it ... you go to the ring and say I should come out and beg for a match against you. You know what the funny part about this is? Nothing has changed between us physically. I'm still the same Double G KP and you're still the same GUNS. Maybe, in the past, you could have your way with people, but in today's world you've finally realized that the fish you're used to swimming with have turned into killer sharks just waiting to strike. Hiroshi proved it to ya. Rabesque proved it to ya. And, in Chicago, I'm gonna prove it to ya. You think you're so high and mighty, but that's because you're living off of your history cause, in today's world, your tricks of yesteryear ... just won't cut it anymore.

I mean do you ya think I'm STUPID? Did you actually think I would come down to the ring to challenge you just so your bosses could come down and make it a three on one affair? I mean ... EVERYONE KNOWS you can't face me solo ... you always need back up. That's why you were probably so damn quick to sign the contract for this six-man match cause if it was a one on one? Oh I doubt if you would've signed it. You're pathetic like that.

Everyone's been pissing on you since the signing of this match GUNS. Southern, Stevens, and even your own partners have been having a field day pointing out your weak points ... and there are many. In Chicago ... hey. All the talking stops and you finally have to face the one person that has been punking you since you've returned.

Basically, if anything, you need to bring everything YOU'VE got cause I'm ready and I doubt you've got what it takes to bring me down. Hell, you tried against Ryan and look what it got him.

Oh yeah GUNS ... bring your best, but then again I doubt if that is even enough.

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing the WrestleThon '03 T-shirt and shaking his head.)

GUNS: Well, On Time has come and gone, and Kevin Powers, I want to congratulate you on your newfound alliance with Joey Melton and his band of merry midgets. Yeah, I'm talking about the Webster look-alike in the sumo suit and the little Voltron dork. I also want to congratulate you on your little symbolic gesture - you and Melton dragging me to the third row - nice touch. Very poetic.

It's pretty clear why you hooked up with Joey Melton - obviously, he's a fan of the fact that you do all your best work from behind. Just make sure you give him the courtesy of a reacharound before you're finished. I hope you two lovebirds are proud of yourself - I hope you enjoyed yourself. Was it fun? I said, WAS IT FUN?

Kevin Powers, you keep digging and digging and digging your own grave, and now you've got Joey Melton, Gary Coleman, and a cartoon midget to help you finish it. Primetime, in Chicago - I'm gonna fill it for you.

So, Powers, you want to face me at Anniversary? (Chuckles.) Guess that doesn't say a whole lot for your confidence in coming out of this match with a victory, now does it? Not that I blame you - after all, you are a child among men in this match, and in all likelihood, you'll be the first one headed back to the locker room.

You finally want a match, Powers? (GUNS laughs.) Maybe. You'll get my answer in Chicago.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: GUNS you’re just upset cause you talk your best game behind Mayfield and Miles. What? Are you saying it’s a crime for me to find a few friends and do the actions like we did at On Time? As if the CSWA didn’t have to put up with that horrific showing of iTV? You now wanna throw stones? GUNS … don’t throw stones cause you live in the same glass house!

And, besides, it was YOU that called me out on two separate occasions. You told me that I had to come to the ring while you were there and ask for a match. Well I did and, ya know what, I want that match at Anniversary. I mean, after all, you don’t give a crap about the title and you’ve went on record letting everyone know that. Personally … I plan on making your life a living HELL in Chicago and I will go out of my way to inflict that hell upon you again and again. And ya know what? If I do happen to win and go to Anniversary as the number one contender then so be it cause then I’ll be fighting TWO MATCHES THAT NIGHT!

You called me out and I answered it so you go ahead and second-guess it if you want. Look at the position I’ve put you in now. If you take the match then it’s about damn time. If you don’t take the match then that only proves how much of a chickens(BOMB)t little b(BOMB)h you really are.

You can laugh all ya want chuckles, but eventually you have to let your intentions be known. What’s it gonna be GUNS? You finally gonna be a man and accept the match I’ve been laying you out for the last eight months or are ya gonna crawl behind Mayfield and Miles again and beg’em to do your dirty work?

Either way, in Chicago, you’re gonna get my answer and what MY true intentions will be.

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing a WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: You know, Powers - you and me - I guess we just have different ways of communicating. To me, attacking someone from behind just ain't a challenge to a match, it's just trying to get attention while being a p[BLEEP]y. That's what you've been doing for eight months, Powers, walking around this company like a foul-smelling, yeast infected, bleeding hatchet wound.

Now, I don't know if you drank an extra shot of liquid courage, or if Joey Melton pumped a shot of his special protein shake down your throat, but FINALLY you got enough hair on your ass to challenge me to a match. Now, granted, you STILL had to attack me from behind and knock me out to do it, but still, you challenged me to a match - and not just ANY match, but a match on the biggest show in CSWA history - CSWA15. You sure do pick your spots, don't you? If it weren't for you humping my leg for the last eight months, you'd be buried on the undercard, if Merritt bothered to put you on the show at all. Hell, MAYBE if Merritt was feeling generous, he would have let you help set up the ring. But now, after eight long months of name dropping, interfering in matches, and generally being a pain in the ass, you've actually done the impossible - you've managed to get people INTERESTED in seeing a Kevin Powers match. You've got the whole world asking the same question...

just HOW bad is GUNS going to kick this drunken chump's ass?

Well, Kevin, we don't have to wait for CSWA15 to get an answer to THAT question. You and I are both going to be in the same ring in Chicago - and I didn't know it was YOUR hometown, but that just makes it all the more sweet. If you have any friends, if your family actually cares enough to buy a ticket, they can come on down and be eyewitnesses to a perfectly sanctioned assault and battery.

Kevin, I'll tell you what. If, after Chicago, you STILL want a match with me at CSWA15 - you're on. I'm a charitable guy, Kevin, so I'm going to give you your dream match. I had other things I wanted to accomplish at CSWA15, but if you want to me a sacrificial lamb at the altar of the Strongest Arms in the World, then you got it.

But you know what they say, Kevin.

Be careful what you wish for, because in Chicago, and then at CSWA15, I promise you...

You're gonna get it.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: Oh my GOD GUNS! You went for a homosexual joke? All those years of being the superstar of CSWA and you resort to homosexual jokes? What’s the matter big boy couldn’t think of a creative or witty comment so you went to that? I would say I’m starting to lose my respect for ya, but then THAT would mean I would’ve had to have some for ya since day one!

And how can you say I’ve been humping your leg for the last eight months GUNS? You keep saying you’re this big star and how you’ll take down the federation brick by brick all by yourself (laughs) I just love going back to that one, but then you go out and get some people who’ve been carrying your ass for the same amount of time. I mean … you didn’t tear Hiroshi down, not Rabesque, not Ryan, and you even needed help to take out Storm … THE SECOND TIME! If anyone is lame, sub-par, or even a bogey … it’s you GUNS.

And yes I did watch a golf tournament recently … what’s it to ya?

How bad is GUNS gonna kick my ass? What a laugh. A false statement if I ever heard one. How bad am I gonna beat a mediocre wrestler into the ground and pray to GOD that he’s never dug up again is a better and very TRUE statement. I won’t do it in Chicago cause I don’t want to embarrass ya there. Oh I’m gonna whoop the living HELL out of ya GUNS, but I’ll give ye the chance to crawl out of the ring and back up the rampway so that the MAIN beating can be taken place at Anniversary … that is if you can erase that yellow stripe and take the match.

I mean, when I first got here, you were getting beat down by the likes of Hot Scott’s Eliminator while I was going onto bigger and greater things. Since you’ve returned you’ve proven one thing … that is true. You’ve proven, that when it comes to crunch time, you crumble. Maybe that’s what you meant when you said you would take this federation down brick by brick hmm? Too bad the only structure going down around here … IS YOU!

Oh yeah, in Chicago you’re getting a taste … a HUGE DOSE if you will of what is soon to come cause, at Anniversary …

You’re finished in this business.

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing a WrestleThon '03 T-shirt)

GUNS: I'm sorry, Powers, if my references to your blossoming relationship with Joey Melton don't measure up to your usual high comedy standards. I suppose I could go with your material and start making cute puns on your name - Kevin Flowers, Kevin Cowers, Kevin Likes it When Joey Melton Gives Him Ivory Showers, but that's really just not my style.

We can toss aside all of the third grade level banter and get down to brass tacks. You see, Kevin, you're real big on pointing out where I've come up short. You're right, the CSWA isn't in shambles - yet. Rome wasn't built in a day, and it wasn't destroyed in one either. Time, as they say, is on my side. I'm willing to fight a war of attrition, Powers - I've got the determination, I've got the WILL - to make it happen. You joke about losses to Kin Hiroshi...losses to Jean Claude Rabesque... basically fighting to a stalemate with Dan Ryan, who seems to be doing pretty well for himself these days. What do all of those matches have in common, Kevin? Oh, that's right - you stuck your nose - and your trusty steel chair - in every single one of them. That makes you a big man, Kevin, but what exactly have YOU done over the last year to make a name for yourself? Who have YOU beaten? All you've done, Kevin Powers, is try to get attention by leeching onto the Strongest Arms in the World at every opportunity. Well, you've finally done it, Kevin - you've finally gotten the attention - the invitation to roll with the big boys - a chance to put your money where your mouth is, and I'm not talking about around Joey Melton's meat missile.

I'll be honest, Kevin - things haven't gone according to plan lately, and you've managed to elevate yourself from minor pain in the ass to a scorching case of hemmorhoids. Well, in Chicago, I'm not going to bring any Preparation-H...I'm just going to give you the beating of your natural life - in front of whatever friends and family you may have in Chi-Town.

For eight months, you've been tugging on Superman's cape, and for eight months, I've turned the other cheek and said "Isn't that cute." Well, Kevin Powers, despite what sweet nothings Joey Melton whispers into your ear at night, you're not cute anymore. I'm through laughing at you, Powers. The joke's not funny anymore, and in Chicago, I'm gonna provide the punchline.

I'm finished in this business? (GUNS laughs.)

Boy, in Chicago...

I'm just getting warmed up.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: Again with the homosexual comments GUNS? I don't get it man. What's with you and all of these one-liners about oral expectations and the love of another man's penis? Is this what I had to wait eight months for? So that you can jump out of the closet and scream to the world that you're gay? I suppose you have an Elton John calendar as well?

And you sit there and ask what have I been doing for the last eight months ... isn't it obvious? Hell, you even said it yourself. Every time you try to sell one of your 'brick by brick' infomercials I'm there to prove how much of a fake and a fraud you really are. That's what I've been doing for the last eight months man. I could've been fighting for titles, but why? Why should I fight for one when it's MUCH more fun making you lose one. Yeah, yeah, tell the world that the Greensboro Title meant nothing to ya, but you know it did. Everyone saw it. How you held it in your hand and how you pimped it off with every chance you got. What you said and the actions you were showing was two different things. In your mind I'm sure you thought that with the title you would move up the ladder. Too bad I was there to knock your silly ass down eh?

Every single time you got punked out by me, The Double G KP, you 'turned the other cheek', but what always happened? I was there to slap that cheek as well! Every single time I waited for you to say enough is enough, but you just kept to yourself cause you were just too scared to come out and say you wanted to face me. Yeah sure you did your little stint in the ring twice. Might've been nice if I was in the state at the time to come on down to the ring and accept, but you knew I wasn't there so that's why you did it. Real manly GUNS. You get the award for biggest dufus of the year ... congrats.

Yes Rome wasn't built in a day, but it's a damn shame your career has lasted as long. That's why, in Chicago, I'll ALMOST beat ya into retirement. I just wanna save a little bit for Anniversary just so I can give you that CROWNING moment in your career. Granted Anniversary is just down the road so I'll make sure to be MORE than focused in Chicago. When Southern is beating Mayfield into the ground ... I'll be focused on you. When Stevens is whoopin Miles sorry ass ... I'll be focused on you. When you try to tuck your tail and hide like you've been doing for the last eight months ... I'll be laughing WHILE K-K-KICKIN' YOUR ASS throughout the entire match!

Oh yeah GUNS ... Chicago is MY kind of town and I hope you're warmed up by then ...

Lord knows it took ya eight months.

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing a WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: Sorry to disappoint you, Kevin, but I'm not a homosexual. However, your new relationship with Joey Melton does open my eyes as to just WHY you've made me the center of your universe for the last eight months - you've had the hots for me. I mean, I guess I can't blame you - rugged good looks, the best physique on Planet Earth...this whole time, you've been acting out because you've got a crush on me. That's sweet, Kevin, but I'm not interested.

You want to talk about the COVETED Greensboro Heavyweight title? Not sure how my actions could have spoken much louder - I dragged it through the mud, let pigeons use is for poop target practice, let my dog use it as a chewtoy - yeah, the belt was really special to me. And yes, as a multi-time World Heavyweight champion, I was looking to the oh so prestigious championship of the third largest city in the great state of North Carolina to vault me up that ladder of contention. Just how much DO you drink in a given day, Powers?

Here's the thing, Powers - you've made me the center of your world for eight long months. For me, you've barely been an afterthought. You can't get it through your thick skull that I don't CARE about you - that you're IRRELEVANT. I don't track your movements, I don't follow you out to the ring, I don't hide behind the curtain during your matches just waiting for the perfect time to run out and clock you with a steel chair - I don't CARE about you at all. You hit me with a steel chair? I still don't care. You cost me my (rolls his eyes) pride and joy, the Greensboro Heavyweight title? I still don't care. But, finally, Powers, all of these months of minor annoyances have added up, and I'm going to exterminate you once and for all.

In Chicago, Powers, I'll be standing in that ring, you'll be in the same state, and I'll actually be looking in your direction. No attacks from behind - you've gotta come at me like a man, Powers. You've gotta show me just WHY you've been trying to get my attention for the last eight months - show me WHY I should even CONSIDER giving you your Dream Match at CSWA15 - show me why, after Chicago, I should ever waste my time in the same ring with you again. Show me SOMETHING, Powers - but I swear to God, if you try to kiss me or go for a cheap feel downstairs, I'll snap your neck like a twig.

I'm the Strongest Arms in the World, Powers. I'm Third Row, Inc. I'm not afraid of Mike Randalls, and the man put a damn stake in my knee. So just HOW damn ridiculous is it for you to think that I'm afraid of you?

It's been eight months, Powers - eight months of you following me around like a little puppy dog. Eight long months of you practically getting on your hands and knees BEGGING for me to give you a beating.

Chicago, Powers, you finally get your wish - your dream is going to come true - me and you in the center of that ring, but when the smoke clears and the dust settles, you're gonna realize that this dream of yours...

is actually your worst nightmare.
 

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(The scene opens up to ‘Good God’ Kevin Powers relaxing and enjoying YET ANOTHER fine drink.)

KP: (shakes head) Okay let me guess. This is your new approach on life? Now you think I'm interested in you in that certain way? What kind of a freak are you GUNS? Heather not doing it for ya anymore? You've been on the road that long that you can get a little Sunny delight in your system? And you add LIES to them? The best physique on planet Earth? What's next ... you gonna call yourself planet Earth's champion too? Poor GUNS ... a self-implied rugged manly man looking for SPECIAL attention.

Well, I'm sorry, but the ONLY attention you'll be getting from me is when I whoop your ass in Chicago!

Sure, there's a lot of good matches that'll go down in Chicago. Personally I'm kinda interesting on how Joey Melton takes out your boy Mike Randalls ... nice to see old red eyes back, but he's gotta face Melton and even I KNOW that Melton will administer and old school Corporation ass whippin' on wolfboy.

As for the main event, personally, I hope they both beat the dog piss out of one another and they both wind up in traction cause the ONLY MATCH WORTH THE PRICE OF ADMISSION is the one EVERYONE is talking about! It's the one where GUNS has to get in the ring, face his fears, and fight the man that's been punking him since day one ... The Double G KP!

Yeah, boo hoo hoo, you said for me to come out and ask for a match and I did so, now you wanna RECONSIDER your option. I don't know man. The way you said that ... and all I heard you saying was how much of a big chickens(BOMB)t you really were. You made the verbal contract GUNS and I accepted. Quit backing out and step up to the plate. Then again ... I guess why you would wanna use Chicago as a proving ground. When I'm kicking the tar and feathers out of you that's when you'll crawl, cause you damn sure won't be able to run, to Merritt and tell him that you don't want to have a match against me cause ... I'm not worthy enough.

And I swear to GOD if I have to sit through one of those blasted promos of yours! It's like watching a A and E documentary!

(Powers then tilts his head and pretends to be sleeping while chanting a few words.)

Strongest Arms in the World ... (snore)

Third Row Inc .... (snore)

Mike Randalls ... (snore)

My knee ... (snore)

Eight months ... (snore)

I'm such a chickens(bomb)t pu$$y ... (snore)

I fear Kevin Powers ...

(Suddenly Powers 'wakes up' and looks back at the camera.)

Eight months freak of nature ... eight months. Just come on to Chicago and get in the ring. I don't plan on attacking from behind. I don't plan on hiding out in the Third Row teaching both of your fans on how to drink. I'll be right in the ring looking right at ya. Now if you get into a tiff and you come running at me ready to scratch my eyes out ... I'll beat the crap out of you right there and call it a day. That way, when you get stretchered out of the United Center, you can dream about what you're gonna do at Anniversary.

Too bad, when you wake out of that coma, reality is gonna set it and it'll be The Double G KP that stands tall while you fall short.

And ... oh yeah.

(Powers holds up a sign that says 'GUNS fears Powers')

(f2B)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing a WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: Listen, Powers, you're the guy who's been on my jock for eight months, and now you're shacked up with the New York City rich boy with the strange midget fetish - I'm not trying to judge you, man - what you do in the privacy of your own home is none of my business. I'm just telling you that while you may be looking to play a starring role in the Birdcage, I don't swing that way.

Powers, I offered you the chance to challenge me for a match. You turned me down publicly. I told you when I made the challenge that if you didn't accept, then that was your problem. You turned me down, I told you to go play in traffic and we would all go on with our lives. But you couldn't live with that, Powers - you couldn't live with the idea that the object of your obsession for the last eight months would pass you by, so you stuck your nose in ANOTHER one of my matches, and then proceeded to join up with your boy toy Melton, knock me out from behind with a chair - AGAIN - and then challenge me to a match.

First things first, Powers - we HAVE a match - Primetime in Chicago. You and me, in the middle of the ring. Yeah, we've got some company, but I'm pretty sure our paths are gonna cross. It's not a match you agreed to - it's a match Merritt put you in. It's amazing how brave you got, boy, once you realized you were gonna have to face me anyway. So, you figured, hey, as long as you couldn't hit and run anymore, you may as well go for the big prize - YOUR dream match on the CSWA's biggest stage - CSWA15, with the whole world watching.

Powers, in the spirit of charity, I told you I'd give you a match. I never said I'd waste my time facing you on the Pay-Per-View stage. Now, I'm not saying I won't take you up on your challenge - I'm just saying you have to prove you're worthy first. You see, you might not believe it, but running in on my matches and hitting me with a chair - it's really not all that impressive to me. Being obsessed with MY career while ignoring your own - that don't impress me either. You want to face me at CSWA15, Powers? You gotta EARN that. And trust me, Kevin - you don't EARN it by attacking me from behind. You don't EARN it by running your mouth. You EARN it by stepping into that ring and facing me like a man.

(Laughs.) You do crack me up, though - saying you're tired of hearing my promos. Then do yourself a favor - shut up. Go to sleep. Go hit the bar scene. Go make gay porno films with Melton and his midget harem - do whatever it is you do when you're not obsessing about me. In other words, Powers - get a life.

Eight months, Powers, you been dreaming about it - picturing it in your head - the Strongest Arms in the World counting the ring lights, you having a victory drink or ten or twenty, the fans chanting your name...

But it's time to step into reality. A cold, hard reality that you just ain't prepared for. In Chicago, when our paths cross, you're gonna learn what it means to have my FULL attention, and I promise you ain't gonna like it.

I'll give you my answer for CSWA15 in Chicago, son, and trust me - if and when I accept...you'll know it.
 

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(CUTTO: 'Good God' Kevin Powers standing in front of a CSWA banner. Wearing an old TDC hockey jersey Powers looks towards the camera.)

KP: Sounds like you're starting to get a tad bit upset man. What's the matter? Did I call ya out with the homo card? Hey, when you hooked up with Mayfield and Miles nobody called you a homosexual, but now that I find some people you get all antsy in the pants? What's the matter GUNS. Afraid I'm not gonna give you the attention you think you deserve? Believe me ... I'm gonna give you MORE than enough attention. I'm gonna give you so much attention I'll have to beat it into ya ... and that's gonna start in Chicago o-fish-ally.

I know you offered me a chance to come out and accept your little challenge. All I had to do was come out and do what you said. Maybe you didn't know this, but in CSWA I've NEVER done what other people told me to do cause I work on my own rules. Hell, you can even ask Merritt that one! You wanted me to answer you and I did, but only the way I wanted to. I can't help it you can't recognize that, but then again you aren't exactly the smartest person I've ever known.

I think Rage Against The Machine said it best.

And yes I know we FINALLY got a match. I know I had to go out of my way to get the match signed since, for EIGHT LONG MONTHS, YOU were never going to go and get it signed so I did the next best thing. I got Merritt to recognize a good feud brewing and he went OUT OF HIS WAY to sign this match. I know for a fact that Merritt doesn't care for me, but I also know that he doesn't care for you either. So ... what better way than to get his two greatest evils into the ring and fight it out. I know he's PRAYING that we kill one another, but tough luck on his part only ONE of us will survive and it DAMN SURE won't be YOU! And, if you DO survive, that's why I've made sure that we've got this match at Anniversary. Think of it GUNS. You get to go to the dance and fight one more time against someone who wants to see you out of the federation. What better place than Anniversary than to do that, but before ALL OF THIS HAPPENS ... I get the utmost PLEASURE of breaking your spirit in Chicago. Now Mayfield and Miles? That's just an added bonus, but I've got two people with me that will be MORE than happy to extract some revenge on the two greatest warts on society.

Hey, maybe I might be wrong. Maybe you aren't worth it at all. Maybe I HAVE wasted my time with you for the last few months. You haven't proven anything to me or anyone else in CSWA, but then again maybe you're just toying around with all of us. I'm willing to take that gamble and whoopin' your ass at a show that made you famous in the first place. Lord knows, during all these other shows, you've been less than a third rate wrestler. Maybe I'll get lucky and you'll finally get your chance to shine. Maybe you'll be on the best of your game. Maybe you'll learn to keep an eye on your back cause you just never know what'll happen. You've been slacking for so long letting everyone know that you've got the biggest noodles in the world that you forgot that this show is a thinking man's game too. You think you can smarten up just for once in your life and back up all that talk you've been doing for the last couple of months? Do ya?

I know, in Chicago, I'll be in for a fight, but that's what I'm counting on cause, in your mind, you think I'm just some slacker who won't live up to the hype. Ask around and find out exactly what I can do when people look past me. Love tried it before he turned tail out of here. Even his groupie Windham figured that out. Hell a LOT of people found out it ain't wise to turn your back on The Double G KP ...

Well ... except you of course.

Chicago you get a preview, but at Anniversary you get the full meal deal. Ya better bring a lunch cause I don't plan on going anywhere anytime soon.

Believe it.

(f2B)
 

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(FADEIN: Joey Melton in a hot tub reading OUT magazine.)

MELTON: GUNS, it's people like you that are forcing New Yorkers' to front the bill for an all-gay High School.

That's right, our hard, no pun intended, earned tax money is going to create a safe haven for sexually confused kids, where they can study in peace, and pair up without being ridculed by rasin-sized nuts.

That's about what your career amounts to today, my friend.

You're not tearing the place down brick by brick you're costing millions money because of your weekly homophobic rants.

(Looks off in the distance)

Hey Kev! Quit shaking! It'll be allright.

I'm a damn freak GUNS, I'm not afraid to admit it. If you can get Randalls to stay sober long enough, get him talkin' sometime. Choshu, and mesu liketo, dothedo.

(Melton looks confused)

Witty was never your strong point, nuts, but if you wanna dream of what Powers and I do in the privacy of our own home and public access cable, be my guest. If Heather is that much of a dud that you gotta 'finish' to a Pulp Fiction style fantasy involving <i>The Longest Yard...</I>

...Fine, I'll pucker up and be the bride.

I have no vanity.

Because, like it or not nuts....all the s*it that comes out of my mouth gets backed up.

I've been wrestling Gary Coleman's lost episodes for the past year. That gives you a laugh, that's great.

But...at least Gary's clean.

You can ride Craig's yellow teeth, and Eddie's electoral ass as long as you want, but nobody's threatened by you anymore.

You let a freakin' French-Canadian pin you at SHOWTIME.

FRENCH-CANADIAN!

Only one in ten are born with arms <b>and</b> legs!

GUNS, you stopped being a force to be reckoned with when all of the guys in the back caught you playing for Captain Woody's team when GUNSDUST played out his stint in the CSWA in the mid-90s.

And if there was one SHRED of fear left over, it vanishes when we all see the horror in your eyes whenever a plastic cup is brought within ten feet of you.

GUNS, the man who fears a cup.

Avoiding Hornet, and a title shot may mean the piss man leaves you alone, but Powers and I won't.

We're not gay.

But we're gonna defend gay pride on TV, and make you an even bigger joke than you already are.

It won't be easy.

But hell, we all need a challenge in life, right?

(FTB)
 
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(FADEIN: GUNS standing in front of the iTV banner, wearing a WrestleThon '03 T-shirt.)

GUNS: What's the deal, Powers? You need your new boy toy to speak up on your behalf too? (Chuckles.) Of course, I'll be honest, I didn't understand a damn word he said, but he's probably not used to trying to talk without a ballgag stuffed into his mouth.

We'll put the homosexual humor off to the side, Powers, and focus on the matter at hand. You've played by your rules by the last eight months, and apparently you score points by running in on matches that don't concern you and cracking unsuspecting legends of the sport upside the head with a steel chair. You also get bonus points for attacking women like Poison Ivy, and triple bonus points for cowering in fear and hiding whenever your adversary - namely, me - is actually looking in your direction. That's fine - you've played your game, and kind of like that show Whose Line is it Anyway, the points are made up and they don't matter.

In Chicago, though - it actually counts. You and me and a few invited guests in the middle of the ring, in the presence of a scrawny little man in a striped shirt. I believe it's called a "match" - you may have seen one or two during the course of your constant interference in my career over the last eight months. This isn't a "feud", Powers - the only thing you've managed to interest Merritt and the CSWA public in is just how badly I'm going to mangle you when I finally get a hold of you. Merritt wants us to destroy each other? (Grins.) Maybe - but even Merritt's smart enough to know that if Randalls couldn't destroy me, that if Hornet couldn't destroy me, that if Mark Windham couldn't destroy me, then a flash-in-the-pan fifteen minutes of fame drunken punk like you sure as HELL can't destroy me or even come close.

For eight months, you've been trying to get my attention. You've been pissing in the wind. You've been tugging on Superman's cape. These are things that a person in his right mind would avoid, but I've given up hope on you ever fitting that particular description.

You want to break my spirit, Powers? My spirit was broken a long time ago - and that's what keeps me going. Confused? It's pretty simple...the CSWA is a cesspool, it's a machine which tears wrestlers apart from the inside and spits them out - look at the franchise, Hornet, an admitted painkiller addict. Look at the Windham Family Circus. Look at Mike Randalls and his insanity of the week. Look at Shane Southern and watch him die a little bit each day. Hell, watch Eli Flair moping around the locker room lately. And, finally, Powers, take a good long look in the mirror at the man who once upon a very brief time meant something in this business and is now reduced to leeching off of my heat to draw even the slightest HINT of interest from Chad Merritt and the CSWA viewing public. You can't break my spirit - the CSWA can't break my spirit - because there's nothing left to take. The only thing there is the drive to destroy this place and tear it apart, and that's something a little chump like you could never even HOPE to kill.

In Chicago, Powers - I'm not looking past you. I'm not turning my back on you. Oh no - I'm looking right at you, and I'm going to pound you into the ground.

As far as Anniversary goes, you'll get my answer in Chicago. And trust me, when I give it - you'll know.
 

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