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Date Posted: 20:40:46 11/23/02 Sat
Author: The Unknown
Subject: A Long Ride

(Cars fill the street as the Unknown drives through the city in his black Mercedes Benz. Many pedestrians walk up and down the sidewalk, littering the street with gossip. Lights cut through the night sky from flashing advertisement boards and store signs. The Unknown's car comes to a stop. He rolls down the window and observes a women getting her purse snatched by some little teenager. Surprisingly , the Unknown stays in the car, making no attempt to come to the women's rescue. He rolls the window back up, and continues to drive. He makes his way out of the city and onto an abandoned highway. He picks up the speed, being the only one on the road, and sets the car on cruise control. The cameraman climbs from the back seat and makes himself comfortable in the front.)

Cameraman: Thanks for taking me along on your "ride".

Unknown: No problem, I guess I kind of owe it to you due to how I treated you two interviews ago. I was just going through some things. You know every guy has his good days and his bad.

Cameraman: So I guess that wasn't your day uh?

Unknown: I guess you could say that. I Just had to get a lot of things off my chest. When a man holds a lot in, it will eventually get the best of him. In the worst case scenario one my commit suicide.

Cameraman: Yea, I got ya. At least you don't treat me like Thurman treats his cameraman. He treats him life....I can't even describe how he treats him. What is that guys problem? He has some issues.

Unknown: He does it all for his ego. He's cocky, and most cocky people tend to be like that. He thinks he's the shit. He talks trash, but can not back it up. Don't you hate people like that?

Cameraman: yea.

Unknown: Have you ever had an itch that just wouldn't go away?

Cameraman: yea, why do you ask?

Unknown: I could consider Thurman as an itch that wouldn't go away. All he does is talk, talk, and talk even more. Blah blah blah. The Thurmanator this. The Thurmantator that. Will the guy ever shut his mouth. It gets kind of annoying eventually. Sure, I know that you are suppose to talk trash in interviews, but what is the point of wasting valuable T.V. time when you are going to lose anyway. What is the point of twisting your tongue to think of words to say when you are gonna be knocked unconscious anyway? What is the point of me taking precious time out of my day to watch Thurman's interviews when his bloody body will be left in the ring for everyone to see? Why? Have you ever been in a situation in which you felt that you were wasting your time?

Cameraman: Yea, plenty of times(he says as he readjust the portable camcorder on the dash board which was pointing towards the Unknown)
Unknown: Well that is how I feel with Thurman. It is a waist of time. Everybody and their grandma knows that I am gonna beat Thurman Skydiver for the Cruiserweight title. What's the point of fighting when I'm gonna win anyway. Must I prove myself to the world again? I've beaten Thurman plenty of times before, now I must beat him again to prove myself. This whole bit about me being dragged into the spotlight because of you is complete shit. If anything, you were dragged into the spotlight because of me. No one cared about Thurman Skydiver when I first was in MCW, and no one cares about Thurman Skydiver now. He's a nobody. Thurman, you were born into the wrestling world as a mid-carder and always will be a mid-carder. On the other hand, after I completely rip you apart at the Pay-Per-View, I will rise to the top, becoming one of MCW's most profound wrestlers. I don't need you in order to become a superstar in MCW. Your just a stepping stool to help me reach the top. After I'm done using you for my benefits I won't need you anymore. You'll just continue to fight newcomers and MCW's lower ranked wrestlers, while I'll be competing with the big boys. That's the way it goes Thurman. As for you commenting on my sorrow for my deceased aunt, I truly could give a rats ass about what you think. You made me extremely pissed off when you mocked me on national television. I sure hope you'll be punished for what you did. Like I said before, God works in mysterious ways. Though I will punish you enough as it is in the ring, the man up stairs will punish you with the death of someone close in your family. At that point will I laugh in your face, saying I told you so. Thurman, you will go through hell come the Pay-Per-View. We will exchange beatings until you no longer can take anymore hits. You will fall through tables until you no longer can get up. You will be cut with barbed wire until you bleed so much that you no longer can bleed. That's how much hell you will go through Thurman. You better cherish life as it is now, because there may be no tomorrow for you.

Cameraman: What about C4?

Unknown: What about C4? There's nothing I can say. He'll just be another body next to Thurman's after the match. He'll just help paint the ring canvas with even more blood. The main picture is me fighting Thurman. C4 is just another add on. He's just another person to beat on when I'm board with beating on Thurman. He's not even important in this match. The main thing that everyone is focused on is me and Thurman. Not C4, Thurman, and me, but just me and Thurman. C4's just the icing on the cake. What people really are paying for is to see me take on Thurman. They want to see me slam Thurman through a table. They want to see me toss Thurman onto a pile of Thumbtacks. They want to see me throw Thurman off a platform. Then all in the end, I'll be the last one standing. With blood covering me from head to toe, I'll raise my tittle up high as I stand over the fallen bodies of Thurman Skydiver and C4. At that point everyone will know who is the true Hardcore Cruiserweight Champion.

(The cameraman then turns off the camcorder, sending the screen into blackness.)

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