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Date Posted: 17:52:04 12/05/99 Sun
Author: Cain manso crow
Subject: General remember one thing, and that is i'm a champion here and you are not

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( It is after the vicious beating Cain laid down on the general actors. Cain is riding his chopper and finally gets a urge to have a drink. So cain finds a bar called the showwailter saloon, it kind of looks like a Redneck bar with pick up trucks and bumper stickers that say "Country intill i die" and "redneck born, redneck bred, and when i die i'll be redneck dead". So cain pulls into the parking area, he see a patron going into the bar, he has on a cowboy hat, a western cut off shirt, and a big jaw of chew in his mouth and a huge mustache. Cain parks his bike, and gets off. Cain looks up at the sign, and just grins like chester cat.)

Cain:This right here is where the generals people, the generals fan base hangs out. The white inbred, daughter f***ing,trailer park trash, or for lack of a better word REDNECKS. And please i'm not here to cause any trouble with locals. All i want is a cold beer, a heinkien if these primitives have ever heard of that brand, but lets go inside shall we.

(Cain starts heading inside the bar. He opens the door and steps through the door way to a third world country filled with redneck general x fans. Cain comes walking in and he is wearing a pair of leather pants, a black dress shirt under neath his leather jacket, and a cradle of filth "Dead Girls don't say no" t-shirt. All the heads turn to the crow. Cain say"

Cain:Wow, i must be in shit kicker haven!!!!!!

(Cain walks up to the bar and sits down next one of the ugliest redneck general x fans Cain has ever seen. The redneck has on a general x "Love it or leave it" Shirts. Cain just looks at the bar keeper)

Cain:Hey bartender you got a heinkien?

Bartender:We don't have no hein beer here.

( Cain looks back at the bar keeper, and as he does this he spills the general x redneck fan shot of whiskey)

Cain:Then why don't you give me a double shot of what ever donkey piss you are shoving down these cocksucker throats.

(The general fan looks over at cain and gets him a look that could burn the noise hair off a dead nun)

General fan:Hey,hey!!!!

(This gets cain attention. Cain looks over at him with a grin)

General x fan: You spilled my drink.

(Cain stands up off the bar stool, and just grin at the fan)

Cain:Why don't you lick up off the bar meatball?

(The fan gets right into cains face)

General fan:Why don't you lick it up your self?

(Cain picks u the rednecks beer, and sticks his chin into the foam, it kind of looks like jeez, white foam just running off his chin)

Cain:Did i ever tell about the one of buffalo bill?

(Cain starts to chuckle, and smacks the general fan on the shoulder, the general fan just grins)

Cain;Hey you are alright. bar keep give this man another shot.

(The bar tender start to poor this general fans another shot. The bar tender then push the shot glass over to the redneck. Just before the redneck is about to take a drink cain say)

Cain:Now pay the man?!?

(The redneck puts down the shot and looks a little pisst,cain with a grin looks back a the bartender)

Cain:Oh bartender that will be a double shot of your very best water down shit (whisper) right here!

(The bartender looks right into the eyes of cain)

Bartender:There are two ways you can leave this here bar.....

Cain: Is that a fact?

Bartender:That's a fact, on your feet or on your back?

(Cain stands up and start to chuckle. He stretch his arm)

Cain:That some pretty tough words for a bartender...But jee weez if you are not going to serve me then i'll

(Cain grabs the shot that he had the bartender pour for the poor ol son of a bitch)

Cain:Have to take his!!

(Cain takes the shot and drinks it, but then spits back into the general x fans face)

Cain:How can you drink that shit?

(The fan gets up and takes a shot at cain. Cain ducks and then grabs the fan by his grease hair and rams his face off the edge of the bar. The fan falls to the ground and cain starts stomping his ass)

Cain:Now bar keep i want you in this promo that i'm cutting for the GCW....

(Cain grabs the bar keeper and drags him across the bar. He puts him into a bar stool)

Cain:Now bar keep are you a wrestling fan....No let me say it in a way that you and that redneck general x can understand...Do you like rasslen?

(The bar keeper looks a little nervous)

Bartender;yes...i...i..i'm a fan.

Cain:And who is your favorite wrestler?

(Just as the bar keeper is about to open his mouth, cain stop him)

Cain:No, let me answer that one for you, cause judging by the way you look and smell, you would have to be one of those low life general x fans, that live in a trailer park some where, and collect a welfare check.... and wy not, why F'N not.. your role modal collects a charity check ever month from the government, or should i say the taxes payers, because when he was foolish enough to buy the bulls**t and the hype of the us government. when he was over in nam he shot him self in the foot so he would be on the first plane back to a VA hospital.

Now i hear him saying that i should write a will, and then he say i shouldn't cause i don't have anything. Now the first thing i'm going to say is please general make up your mind boy, i know when people get about your age they start to lose there memory and say and do funny things. Like you taking me up on this offer, you are going to be my whipping boy, and you are going to be my example and that would be that cain manson crow is the first and only choice for the world title contender here in the GCW. Don't be pisst cause you aren't man enough to do, and that is being a worthy oppeant for todds belt, they only one here that is worthy of that title is me.

Now you said i don't have nothing to leave, well boy i hate to brake to your sorry gimp ass, but every time i get a pay check for a match that i wrestle here, i pay taxes, and those taxes that come out of my pay check pays for those disability checks you receive ever month from the government.

(Cain looks over at the bar keeper)

Cain:Now barkeeper lets pair up the run of the tape.

Bartender:O...o..ok.

Cain:Well cain is 23 year old, i'm in the best shape of my life, both my knees are in perfect condition.

now General is 54 year old and he has one bad knee, and he has to get body doubles to run around a lap for him.

who do you think is going to win this match barkeeper.

Barkeeper:Well i would like to say that old bastard, general X. but we all know that is going to be you,any fool can see one bad knee and he is 54, hell hulk hogan and flair ain't even that old.

(Cain gets up from the bartender, he starts chuckling like a rooster, and doing a little chicken dance, he grabs th bartender by the back of his head)

Cain:You know what?

Bartender:What?

Cain:This is about the best time i have had, since the time i nailed your momma in the back of your daddies truck.......I think he was there too... i know he enjoyed it.

(Can then drags the bartender over by the juke boxes.cain grabs the bartender by is throat and the back of his head)

Cain:I said to her..."Shaaa, this isn't going to hurt a...BIT"

(Cain then throws the bartenders face right into the juke boxes. glass goes flying,and you can see the bartender head sticking in the juke.Cain pulls out his sunglasses and gives the camera some parting words)

Cain:General x, you see i don't suck as said to your little butt buddy major pain, yea i bet you put that boy in some serious pain, but i'm not here to talk about that. You see i'm one half of the tag team champions with grungetruck, something my friend you are not. You had your chance to prove to the fans, or should i say the ones that count you are something special, but you all let us down cause you suck the big on pal. Hell the only fans that have any faith in you are the redneck, trailer park trash, inbred hillbillies that still believe in your lost cause. you keep bring up the fact that you where in nam and storm, like that is supposes to impress people, one war we got are ass kicked and the other was only three days, and we didn't need any ground troops, it was all down by dropping bombs on those poor bastards. You will have your toughest war to date, and just like in nam you will lose this battle as well.....

(Walks outthe door and the scene fades out)

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