I get pulled out of the cafeteria right when I'm going to eat. This joker insists that I have to come over and play Smackdown vs. RAW with this guy he knows from the lacrosse team. In the end, though, it just turned into me and Schunk playing while the other guy watched.
Regardless of what Schunk might tell you, I decidedly crushed him, and I have a witness. It was a 15 minute Ironman match, in which he spent most of his time outside the ring because he's afraid to get pinned. I was playing JBL, Schunk was playing Eddie Guerrero. Obviously, he was doomed from the start. Everyone knows JBL was the one who took the title from Eddie back in the day and held onto it for almost a whole year. This time wasn't much different. Schunk tried to stay in character by lying, cheating and stealing throughout the match, but it was no use.
In the end, I beat him 4 pins to 3. I still think I could have done much better, but for some reason Submission had been turned off for the match, which disappointed me to no end. I was really looking forward to making him tap.
Naturally, Schunk tried to make himself look good with a shallow victory afterward. He initiated a Money in the Bank ladder match, in which there would be 4 other guys beside him that I'd have to deal with. I didn't win the match, but neither did Schunk. After that, he started an Elimination Chamber match, and kept to his usual cowardly tactics of hiding in the corner while I had to deal with 2 or 3 other guys at once. I ended up getting pinned after the CPU Shawn Michaels got a lucky finisher. After that, Schunk just wandered around pinning everyone who got randomly knocked out, and he officially took the match.
So, to sum up, I'm still the man, and Schunk is still a bitch who always begs for 6-man matches like MitB and Elimination Chamber because he knows he can't beat me one on one. I know it, he knows it, and now that guy in Chapagne knows it:
There can be only one... Wrestling God!
you are the liar, and the bitch. you call yourself a wrestling god... ha, im the one with the gold around my waste. so in conclusion, my name is Finlay and i love to fight.
ReplyDeleteSchunk, they should call you Cleopatra, because you're the queen of denial. What gold do you have? Are you talking about that little plastic and felt piece of crap you have buried under a pile of dirty laundry? You did nothing to earn that "title", so save your bragging for someone who believes your bullshit.
ReplyDeleteFurthermore, I'm not afraid of Finlay, and next time I see you, I'll stick my foot so far up your ass you'll be able to smell my toes. Now can you dig that?!