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Post by drsmith on Aug 24, 2014 11:02:32 GMT -4
Dr. Smith walks into the locker room to face Furious Steele.
Dr. Smith: As you may have heard, I've been given the okay to be your manager. I know what you're thinking, you have that shiny belt, so why do you need help. The plain fact is you sometimes lose through technical things such as sudden pins or trickery. That ends now! Under my new strategy you'll dominate with no fear of that. Before I begin though, I have to know that you will listen to me and, you know, not try to attack me for no reason. What do you say?
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Post by Furious Steele on Aug 28, 2014 16:29:17 GMT -4
(Steele sits motionless for several seconds without appearing to pay any attention to Dr. Smith. After a good 15 seconds Steele starts cracking his fingers and fists like he is getting ready to hurt somebody. Finally Steele stands up and turns his attention to Dr. Smith and gets right in his face.)
Steele: Do you think that piece of shit Tommy Bones is going to protect you from me? Or are you hoping to find out just how much say he has over Furious Steele? Everything is done for a reason. Furious Steele does not like you and that is enough of a reason to send you to the hospital on a stretcher. Now get out of my way you piece of shit.
(Steele shoulders Dr. Smith harshly as he goes by him and makes his way out of the locker room. )
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Post by drsmith on Aug 28, 2014 23:22:49 GMT -4
Dr. Smith sighs and shakes his head.
Dr. Smith: He still talks about himself in the third person. Good wrestler, but he's a few fries short of a happy meal. Still, I'm not going to give up so easily!
He walks out.
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