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Michael Manson vs. Golden Hawk
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((FADEIN: The People's Champion, MICHAEL MANSON stands backstage, in "I Ate Manson's Head" t-shirt and leather pants. His hands are crossed across his chest.))
MANSON: I had hoped that I had escaped the world of hopeless 80s cliches with Maelstrom, but no, what would a promotion be without a wrestling cowboy?
Now I cannot think like a cowboy, I cannot move like a oowboy, and I cannot be a cowboy. I realize the irony, that being that these are normally things people think about me. But I have reached a solution. I wetn to the western reaches of the states...into the wild blue yonder..and I found the most stern, cattle-rustle cowboy of them all.
((A door behind Manson fills with smoke and lights as music from an old western cues up. A tumblewheel flings by the door. Into the room steps......SEXUAL COWBOY BUENO EXCELLENTE..in wide jeans, stirrups, and cowboy hat. A starw in his mouth.))
BUENO: Es bueno...pardner...
MANSON: That's right, the greatest of the west has conspired to help get into the mind of the like of Golden Hawk..to think like Golden Hawk...and to overcome him. Much as I braved the torrents of the world to be a native pandorian and then pinned Maelstrom..I will go onto the west...
I already own a gun...so how hard can it be? I'll be able to wrangle up some cattle and such. And when it's done, I'll send Golden Hawk out back to the outhouse for his own session with Bueno.
BUENO: El Cowboy de Sexual....he heh...
MANSON: Of course, there's still time to change the outcome. Hawk, you can be a fire fighter, a police man, a civil servant, or just some guy walking around in a business suit. But this course of action can only lead you to ruin and despair as Bueno rides you down rough as leather..panting as a dog the whole way.
I'm just trying to help as always, after all, there is no place for the American cowboy anymore.
MANSON: I had hoped that I had escaped the world of hopeless 80s cliches with Maelstrom, but no, what would a promotion be without a wrestling cowboy?
Now I cannot think like a cowboy, I cannot move like a oowboy, and I cannot be a cowboy. I realize the irony, that being that these are normally things people think about me. But I have reached a solution. I wetn to the western reaches of the states...into the wild blue yonder..and I found the most stern, cattle-rustle cowboy of them all.
((A door behind Manson fills with smoke and lights as music from an old western cues up. A tumblewheel flings by the door. Into the room steps......SEXUAL COWBOY BUENO EXCELLENTE..in wide jeans, stirrups, and cowboy hat. A starw in his mouth.))
BUENO: Es bueno...pardner...
MANSON: That's right, the greatest of the west has conspired to help get into the mind of the like of Golden Hawk..to think like Golden Hawk...and to overcome him. Much as I braved the torrents of the world to be a native pandorian and then pinned Maelstrom..I will go onto the west...
I already own a gun...so how hard can it be? I'll be able to wrangle up some cattle and such. And when it's done, I'll send Golden Hawk out back to the outhouse for his own session with Bueno.
BUENO: El Cowboy de Sexual....he heh...
MANSON: Of course, there's still time to change the outcome. Hawk, you can be a fire fighter, a police man, a civil servant, or just some guy walking around in a business suit. But this course of action can only lead you to ruin and despair as Bueno rides you down rough as leather..panting as a dog the whole way.
I'm just trying to help as always, after all, there is no place for the American cowboy anymore.
jediPREZ
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(FADEIN: GOLDEN HAWK wearing his usual 'COWBOY' outfit in front of a GLCW backdrop...)
HAWK: "Manson, as you know yourself. You can't deny where you come from. I was born in Texas, I grew up in Texas. (touches his hat) I wear funny hats. (touches his huge lone star belt buckle) I wear funny belts. (lifts his leg up) I wearn funny boots. But the fact of the matter is that I live and die Texas. Just like whatever hellspawn demonfire you came from, it's who you are and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it. I respect that you don't hide where you come from, no matter how ugly and putrid that damn place is. I respect that you wear your dirty, ragged and disgusting clothing 'cause that's where you're from."
(HAWK nods in agreement with himself and then flashes his GOLDEN smile...)
"Now, I know I'm supposed to stand out here and be scared of some demented pathological psychopath that can bleed me drier than a man's mouth on a hot Texas summer day. But you know what? I wanna see what you've got Manson. Hell, I've been kickin' ass all over the state of Texas for years - and you're the man I've just been lookin' to knock heads with."
"I don't like you. I don't like how 'ya smell. I don't like what 'ya believe. But I know you're one of the best wrestlers in the world. I know that if I pin your shoulders to the mat, I've got a shot to make my waist as GOLDEN as my name. I've got nothin' to lose, Manson. Everybody thinks like yerself that I'm just some big, lumbering oaf from Texas taht knows how to use his two fists and nothin' else."
(HAWK claps and points at the camera)
"I'm here to tell ya, that there's one thing I'll never do. And that's pass up a GOLDEN opportunity. Win or lose, Manson...I'm bringin' a Texas Tornado right to the gates of your private Hell. I ain't gonna get caught up in your latest promos - I know they're funny, but in the ring they don't mean (BLEEP!). And I know that I've got a worry more about your ring ability than your latest attempt to shock an audience. Yeah, Manson...thanks for the help, but no thanks. This cliche likes just who he is...and that's as good as GOLD."
(FTB)
HAWK: "Manson, as you know yourself. You can't deny where you come from. I was born in Texas, I grew up in Texas. (touches his hat) I wear funny hats. (touches his huge lone star belt buckle) I wear funny belts. (lifts his leg up) I wearn funny boots. But the fact of the matter is that I live and die Texas. Just like whatever hellspawn demonfire you came from, it's who you are and there ain't a damn thing you can do about it. I respect that you don't hide where you come from, no matter how ugly and putrid that damn place is. I respect that you wear your dirty, ragged and disgusting clothing 'cause that's where you're from."
(HAWK nods in agreement with himself and then flashes his GOLDEN smile...)
"Now, I know I'm supposed to stand out here and be scared of some demented pathological psychopath that can bleed me drier than a man's mouth on a hot Texas summer day. But you know what? I wanna see what you've got Manson. Hell, I've been kickin' ass all over the state of Texas for years - and you're the man I've just been lookin' to knock heads with."
"I don't like you. I don't like how 'ya smell. I don't like what 'ya believe. But I know you're one of the best wrestlers in the world. I know that if I pin your shoulders to the mat, I've got a shot to make my waist as GOLDEN as my name. I've got nothin' to lose, Manson. Everybody thinks like yerself that I'm just some big, lumbering oaf from Texas taht knows how to use his two fists and nothin' else."
(HAWK claps and points at the camera)
"I'm here to tell ya, that there's one thing I'll never do. And that's pass up a GOLDEN opportunity. Win or lose, Manson...I'm bringin' a Texas Tornado right to the gates of your private Hell. I ain't gonna get caught up in your latest promos - I know they're funny, but in the ring they don't mean (BLEEP!). And I know that I've got a worry more about your ring ability than your latest attempt to shock an audience. Yeah, Manson...thanks for the help, but no thanks. This cliche likes just who he is...and that's as good as GOLD."
(FTB)
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((FADEIN: MICHAEL MANSON, people's champion and procurer of fine cheeses, sits on a green leather couch in black t-shirt and jeans, along with a black cowboy hat.))
MANSON: Now there's an interesting thought. You understand, Hawk, most people around are either too proud or stupid to actually come out and say something like I had to be born in hell or in fire, something along those lines. I know you can hear that on the 700 Club every week since they now do my profile every last 15 minutes of the show, but around here, people just refuse to come out and say what they're thinking. No one but me, of course, but I am the people's champ.
Now I'm announced as from Chicago, and yes, I do live there. But of course some of the things I do, the things I think, do seem to come from a normal Midwestern. Look at our noble friend and proud commissioner, King Krusher. A complete failure at his job, but a Chicagoan...polish..his brother was not only a cop but also a failure judging what happened to him. And I'm sure KK went to the voting polls and helped put Richard Daly into office so that he na tear the airport down that I used to use.
But he can't admit that I'm the reason he still has his job. The mystery of why I am still employed in this fine institution goes above KK and to the owner. If I wanted KK fired and placed in unemployment, I just have to ask. But then, there's no enjoyment in that. Worst of all, what would KK do with his life if he didn't have my weekly antics to get around?
He would never admit all of this of course..like Maelstrom who admits to basically nothing....like Rabesque who can't admit his own superior when he sees him....not Poe who can't seem to grasp the fact that morality and fair play have no context here. They all know the truth, they know the deal. They don't admit that I am the center, the eye of the hurricane in the GLCW. Of course in all their promos they do nothing but talk about me and the announcers amuse themselves during dull matches by bringing me up, but this is all to be expected. Because I am protected from on high, by the prince of darkness. This promotion needs me and it shows.
You don't have to like me, Hawk. But you will worship me as the rest of this promotion already does. By just stepping into that ring with me, you are elevated above the rest of the bottom feeders, the Jared Wells, the Larry Tact's, the Jared Justice's. Whether I break your neck and leave you to be conquered by Sexual Cowboy Bueno Excellente, or I fall down from a heart attack and let you win, this is the time when you matter. This is the only time in which you will be remembered.
Maybe KK wants you to have your moment, even if it is a painful loss, thinking you'll amount to much. Perhaps you're the latest in a line of would by mercenaries trying to end me. But I go on, and I'll win the GLCW title again eventually, if only when Maelstrom has tormented and tortured the audience to the point that they pull his limbs off. But thats neither here nor there. You and have Wired, and this is your only chance. Because I don't tend to screw around unless I'm bored, Rabesque bored, and I have a perverted luchador in leather and holster waiting for his ride. And I'm not talking about a horse.
And I don't let my faithful, or my lackies down, Hawk. Perhaps after I've bludgeoned you, you'd like to apply. I insist on resumes now after Golem's refusal. It's all right to sign in blood, you are from Texas. I'm really from hell right, which is sometimes New Jersey.
But to others, it's Texas. Why? The Alamo? The specter of John Wayne? Being on the border of Mexico? I like to think its because of the atrocious accents, the white trash riding horses to their football games, and most of all, the westerns. New Mexico was always a greater place in the Old West, everyone always thinks of Texas though. When I think of Texas, I think of a toilet. I think of New Mexico, I think of immigrants passing through. A fine line, yes, but I'll take Paco.
MANSON: Now there's an interesting thought. You understand, Hawk, most people around are either too proud or stupid to actually come out and say something like I had to be born in hell or in fire, something along those lines. I know you can hear that on the 700 Club every week since they now do my profile every last 15 minutes of the show, but around here, people just refuse to come out and say what they're thinking. No one but me, of course, but I am the people's champ.
Now I'm announced as from Chicago, and yes, I do live there. But of course some of the things I do, the things I think, do seem to come from a normal Midwestern. Look at our noble friend and proud commissioner, King Krusher. A complete failure at his job, but a Chicagoan...polish..his brother was not only a cop but also a failure judging what happened to him. And I'm sure KK went to the voting polls and helped put Richard Daly into office so that he na tear the airport down that I used to use.
But he can't admit that I'm the reason he still has his job. The mystery of why I am still employed in this fine institution goes above KK and to the owner. If I wanted KK fired and placed in unemployment, I just have to ask. But then, there's no enjoyment in that. Worst of all, what would KK do with his life if he didn't have my weekly antics to get around?
He would never admit all of this of course..like Maelstrom who admits to basically nothing....like Rabesque who can't admit his own superior when he sees him....not Poe who can't seem to grasp the fact that morality and fair play have no context here. They all know the truth, they know the deal. They don't admit that I am the center, the eye of the hurricane in the GLCW. Of course in all their promos they do nothing but talk about me and the announcers amuse themselves during dull matches by bringing me up, but this is all to be expected. Because I am protected from on high, by the prince of darkness. This promotion needs me and it shows.
You don't have to like me, Hawk. But you will worship me as the rest of this promotion already does. By just stepping into that ring with me, you are elevated above the rest of the bottom feeders, the Jared Wells, the Larry Tact's, the Jared Justice's. Whether I break your neck and leave you to be conquered by Sexual Cowboy Bueno Excellente, or I fall down from a heart attack and let you win, this is the time when you matter. This is the only time in which you will be remembered.
Maybe KK wants you to have your moment, even if it is a painful loss, thinking you'll amount to much. Perhaps you're the latest in a line of would by mercenaries trying to end me. But I go on, and I'll win the GLCW title again eventually, if only when Maelstrom has tormented and tortured the audience to the point that they pull his limbs off. But thats neither here nor there. You and have Wired, and this is your only chance. Because I don't tend to screw around unless I'm bored, Rabesque bored, and I have a perverted luchador in leather and holster waiting for his ride. And I'm not talking about a horse.
And I don't let my faithful, or my lackies down, Hawk. Perhaps after I've bludgeoned you, you'd like to apply. I insist on resumes now after Golem's refusal. It's all right to sign in blood, you are from Texas. I'm really from hell right, which is sometimes New Jersey.
But to others, it's Texas. Why? The Alamo? The specter of John Wayne? Being on the border of Mexico? I like to think its because of the atrocious accents, the white trash riding horses to their football games, and most of all, the westerns. New Mexico was always a greater place in the Old West, everyone always thinks of Texas though. When I think of Texas, I think of a toilet. I think of New Mexico, I think of immigrants passing through. A fine line, yes, but I'll take Paco.
jediPREZ
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(FADEIN: GOLDEN HAWK in front of the GLCW backdrop...)
HAWK: "Son, you might think that this Wired is gonna be easy. You might be thinkin' to yerself, that this Texan comin' up is just like the rest of 'em Big and strong, but easy to outsmart. You might be thinkin' that everything is gonna go according to your little plan, just like it always does...that everybody is gonna have a good laugh at the GOLDEN one."
(HAWK shakes his head disapproving)
"I've been watchin' the tapes, Manson. I've been studyin' 'ya, I've been dissectin' 'ya...and while I DO know that I'm walkin' into the pits of hell to do battle with 'ya...I ALSO know that you don't have what it takes to EVER make me worship you, join you or even be remotely afraid of you. You might break my neck? COME ON AND TRY. You do that and I'll follow you around to hell freezes over."
"Manson, it don't matter what you're thinkin' and it sure as hell don't matter what I'm thinkin'. All that matters are the ACTIONS taken at this Wired. I've got a GOLDEN opportunity to rise up the ladder here in the Great Lakes...and don't think for a minute that I'm not gonna be doin' my all to take advantage of it. Yer damn right this is my chance...and yer damn right that you better not screw around 'cause I'll knock your demon-raddled head right off that scrawny little neck of yers."
(HAWK claps and points at the camera)
"The question is are YOU ready for what I'm about to bring? See, I'm not gonna play the politics game that you and Maelstrom or Rabesque got goin' on. This promotion needs you? I...DON'T...CARE. I'll still hit you so hard you're jaw comes out the back of your neck."
"Y'see Manson, I ain't gonna be remembered for what YOU do in that ring. OH NO, I'm gonna be remembered as the man that kicked YOUR ASS so hard that your SH(BLEEP!) flies out your mouth right...(smirks) unless your foot is there first. I'm gonna be remembered as the man that Mike Manson FEARED getting back in the ring with 'cause all he resembled was a tossed goth ragdoll. You've NEVER felt anything like this, Manson. I don't give a damn if you think it's funny or not, but you've got 100% TEXAS STEEL about to cut through that torso of yours like a chainsaw."
"I'm gonna BREAK you in half, Manson. I'm gonna make you WISH that it was 'No Gimmicks' or the 'Pandorian Monster' in that ring. 'Cause unlike them, I've got NOTHING to lose. You may be EVIL, you may be SMART...you may be from Chicago...but in the end, Mikey...you're just another man that's gettin' hit by a GOLD RUSH."
"Play up all the western, homo-erotic fantasies you want until the match. Tell the world that it revolves around you if that's what makes you get off when you're all alone at night. Frankly, I don't care that you're the center of the universe right now. The fact is, YOUR TIME IS UP. For one night, the Great Lakes are gonna see somethin' they'll never forget...Mike Manson get OUTWRESTLED, BRUTALIZED and sent scurrying with his tail between his legs."
"I'm not coming for a fight, Mikey...I'm comin' for a WAR. This IS my ALAMO. At Wired, bring the darkness, bring the pain...think up the funniest hair-brained scheme in that pathetic and psychotic mind of yers. It don't matter. 'Cause in the end, yer gonna find out what gettin' lit up by a LONE STAR is all about, Mikey. And THAT...is as good as GOLD."
(FTB)
HAWK: "Son, you might think that this Wired is gonna be easy. You might be thinkin' to yerself, that this Texan comin' up is just like the rest of 'em Big and strong, but easy to outsmart. You might be thinkin' that everything is gonna go according to your little plan, just like it always does...that everybody is gonna have a good laugh at the GOLDEN one."
(HAWK shakes his head disapproving)
"I've been watchin' the tapes, Manson. I've been studyin' 'ya, I've been dissectin' 'ya...and while I DO know that I'm walkin' into the pits of hell to do battle with 'ya...I ALSO know that you don't have what it takes to EVER make me worship you, join you or even be remotely afraid of you. You might break my neck? COME ON AND TRY. You do that and I'll follow you around to hell freezes over."
"Manson, it don't matter what you're thinkin' and it sure as hell don't matter what I'm thinkin'. All that matters are the ACTIONS taken at this Wired. I've got a GOLDEN opportunity to rise up the ladder here in the Great Lakes...and don't think for a minute that I'm not gonna be doin' my all to take advantage of it. Yer damn right this is my chance...and yer damn right that you better not screw around 'cause I'll knock your demon-raddled head right off that scrawny little neck of yers."
(HAWK claps and points at the camera)
"The question is are YOU ready for what I'm about to bring? See, I'm not gonna play the politics game that you and Maelstrom or Rabesque got goin' on. This promotion needs you? I...DON'T...CARE. I'll still hit you so hard you're jaw comes out the back of your neck."
"Y'see Manson, I ain't gonna be remembered for what YOU do in that ring. OH NO, I'm gonna be remembered as the man that kicked YOUR ASS so hard that your SH(BLEEP!) flies out your mouth right...(smirks) unless your foot is there first. I'm gonna be remembered as the man that Mike Manson FEARED getting back in the ring with 'cause all he resembled was a tossed goth ragdoll. You've NEVER felt anything like this, Manson. I don't give a damn if you think it's funny or not, but you've got 100% TEXAS STEEL about to cut through that torso of yours like a chainsaw."
"I'm gonna BREAK you in half, Manson. I'm gonna make you WISH that it was 'No Gimmicks' or the 'Pandorian Monster' in that ring. 'Cause unlike them, I've got NOTHING to lose. You may be EVIL, you may be SMART...you may be from Chicago...but in the end, Mikey...you're just another man that's gettin' hit by a GOLD RUSH."
"Play up all the western, homo-erotic fantasies you want until the match. Tell the world that it revolves around you if that's what makes you get off when you're all alone at night. Frankly, I don't care that you're the center of the universe right now. The fact is, YOUR TIME IS UP. For one night, the Great Lakes are gonna see somethin' they'll never forget...Mike Manson get OUTWRESTLED, BRUTALIZED and sent scurrying with his tail between his legs."
"I'm not coming for a fight, Mikey...I'm comin' for a WAR. This IS my ALAMO. At Wired, bring the darkness, bring the pain...think up the funniest hair-brained scheme in that pathetic and psychotic mind of yers. It don't matter. 'Cause in the end, yer gonna find out what gettin' lit up by a LONE STAR is all about, Mikey. And THAT...is as good as GOLD."
(FTB)
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((FADEIN: Michael Manson sits at a table, a laptop computer running n it and a half-empty bottle of Snapple nearby. He wears a plain black shirt and jeans and the camera comes in on an angle to see him and the screen.))
MANSON: Apparently, nothing I say wll get through to Hawk's mind here, since he has just run through the whole book of cliches about how he's going to beat me right and proper like I was his wife. And on the other hand, nothing he says is going to get through to me because its spoken with a Texan accent and I stop paying attention after the first couple of words.
This, my friends, is a deadlock.
Now I could say how by just handing me my pez Hawk is climbing up that GLCW ladder....but I think its time we went to the people..the free thinking..the free speaking...and there is no place better suited for this than the..internet.
((Focus on the screen as Manson goes to his bookmarks of sublimedirectory.com, adultbuffet.com, terapatrick.com, literotica.com, and finally he selects Onewrestlingtalk.com. He logs in and goes to the message board.
He passes down a thread reading "Its in Maelstrom's character Not To Sell" and then passes through the rest of the list with threads like "the Manson Effect.."...."More Manson", "GLCW Glass Ceiling and Manson.."))
As you can see here Hawk, like the GLCW I dominate the internet. The people, the marks, all worship and grant me their attention. For example...
((Manson selects a thread called "Main Event Manson" and passes through the messages.
TBIRDSC IND I'm getting tired of this guy. Everyone in every promo talks about him. 5 minutes don't go by without someone bringing him up. God forbid they let someone else in the main event. Maelstrom's the champion and he doesn't get half the airtime.
PaulNY 21 You don't have any proof that he's holding people down. Its not his fault if they keep writing the shows about him. Sure, it seems like he's in every league and on every show on TV, but he carries it well. He didn't have to have that match with Jared Wells or anything. At least he still works all the shows.
Cyclops He only had the match with Jared Wells because he was a threat to him. Then he promptly jobbed him out and now Wells doesn't even mention the false finish. This guy has killed off all other competition.
Uberkidddd I heard he's dating Maelc's daughter.
Manson nods and takes a sip of his remaining Snapple.))
Now, I know you're thinking, Mike Manson can't be on all of the net. Which is true,since a good 90 percent is porn. I just take up most of the rest of the 10 percent, but not all. No sir.
((Manson points to a thread "Anarky?" and reads through it.
SoftcoreRevolution i heard tha real anarky died an his brother took his place.
MMcnic2808 no, he wa ta wild an they threw him out an a ew guy took ova
Manson turns back toward the camera as suddenly, an AOL IM comes in.
Ltlbird: will you be my friend?
manson60630: No?
Ltlbird: please, youre my favorite
manson60630: Listen, I can't buy you drugs, I can't get you into Princeton, what the hell do you want? Why do you keep IM'ing me all the time?
Ltlebird: youre cool, i think Hawk is gay
manson60630: He seems a happy fellow.
Ltlebird: are you gay?
manson60630: This isn't a college or any other place of experimentation.
Manson puts him on block as he turns back to the camera.))
So Hawk, you must be wondering, can you ever hope to grace the screens of Star Trek fans around the world? Well...
((Manson highlights a thread "Wired......" and goes to the messages.
Greggggulator Dude, is hawk just jobbing out to Manson?
Manson crosses his hands.))
Yes, you've come this far in so short a time. Just being mentioned in the same breath as me has placed you on the internet. Now imagine how many websites you'll have after the bloodletting I give you? You can actually have friends outside of Texas, over the net of course, but still, you're moving up in the world, courtesy of Mike Manson.
MANSON: Apparently, nothing I say wll get through to Hawk's mind here, since he has just run through the whole book of cliches about how he's going to beat me right and proper like I was his wife. And on the other hand, nothing he says is going to get through to me because its spoken with a Texan accent and I stop paying attention after the first couple of words.
This, my friends, is a deadlock.
Now I could say how by just handing me my pez Hawk is climbing up that GLCW ladder....but I think its time we went to the people..the free thinking..the free speaking...and there is no place better suited for this than the..internet.
((Focus on the screen as Manson goes to his bookmarks of sublimedirectory.com, adultbuffet.com, terapatrick.com, literotica.com, and finally he selects Onewrestlingtalk.com. He logs in and goes to the message board.
He passes down a thread reading "Its in Maelstrom's character Not To Sell" and then passes through the rest of the list with threads like "the Manson Effect.."...."More Manson", "GLCW Glass Ceiling and Manson.."))
As you can see here Hawk, like the GLCW I dominate the internet. The people, the marks, all worship and grant me their attention. For example...
((Manson selects a thread called "Main Event Manson" and passes through the messages.
TBIRDSC IND I'm getting tired of this guy. Everyone in every promo talks about him. 5 minutes don't go by without someone bringing him up. God forbid they let someone else in the main event. Maelstrom's the champion and he doesn't get half the airtime.
PaulNY 21 You don't have any proof that he's holding people down. Its not his fault if they keep writing the shows about him. Sure, it seems like he's in every league and on every show on TV, but he carries it well. He didn't have to have that match with Jared Wells or anything. At least he still works all the shows.
Cyclops He only had the match with Jared Wells because he was a threat to him. Then he promptly jobbed him out and now Wells doesn't even mention the false finish. This guy has killed off all other competition.
Uberkidddd I heard he's dating Maelc's daughter.
Manson nods and takes a sip of his remaining Snapple.))
Now, I know you're thinking, Mike Manson can't be on all of the net. Which is true,since a good 90 percent is porn. I just take up most of the rest of the 10 percent, but not all. No sir.
((Manson points to a thread "Anarky?" and reads through it.
SoftcoreRevolution i heard tha real anarky died an his brother took his place.
MMcnic2808 no, he wa ta wild an they threw him out an a ew guy took ova
Manson turns back toward the camera as suddenly, an AOL IM comes in.
Ltlbird: will you be my friend?
manson60630: No?
Ltlbird: please, youre my favorite
manson60630: Listen, I can't buy you drugs, I can't get you into Princeton, what the hell do you want? Why do you keep IM'ing me all the time?
Ltlebird: youre cool, i think Hawk is gay
manson60630: He seems a happy fellow.
Ltlebird: are you gay?
manson60630: This isn't a college or any other place of experimentation.
Manson puts him on block as he turns back to the camera.))
So Hawk, you must be wondering, can you ever hope to grace the screens of Star Trek fans around the world? Well...
((Manson highlights a thread "Wired......" and goes to the messages.
Greggggulator Dude, is hawk just jobbing out to Manson?
Manson crosses his hands.))
Yes, you've come this far in so short a time. Just being mentioned in the same breath as me has placed you on the internet. Now imagine how many websites you'll have after the bloodletting I give you? You can actually have friends outside of Texas, over the net of course, but still, you're moving up in the world, courtesy of Mike Manson.