On The Road To The II Title (WAR)

[Da Gangstas]

Standing along the banks of the mighty Mississippi river is Xanthus wearing blue jeans, white sneakers, and an old THC shirt. His hair hanging down as the X Rated Icon stares out into the fast moving current of deep, dark water. The 24/7 Title lays at his feet as X stands there, hands loosely in his pockets of his jeans as he says.

I told ya all muthafuckas, that International Title will be coming to me! I woulda laid down for Jenom had she asked me to or told me to, I love that woman and maybe it might be a little fucking crazy, but oh fucking well! Facts are facts, I whooped her ass just as I did to Jason Stratus and John Carter and now it is I heading into WAR on the ninth against little miss Tina! A fine honey I'd bang anyday, but as she often eludes too, I was her first big victory. She beat me last fall in a  ladder match at November To Remember and I remember it, she did great. She stepped up and has been going strong, rookie of the year and looking to be wrestler of the year, but a one week wonder when it comes to her third II Title reign. I know what T & A means when it comes to you and it means more than your hot tits and ass, it means you got talent and aggression. I know your not a blonde ditz, but a wrestling machine taught by old D-Mack and learning from the Owner himself, working with guys like me. Your on to big things here, but Wednesday night your gonna be on your back as I stand tall with the II Title and I move on to bigger things!

And he smirks, then glances down nodding yea and bends down grabbing the dingy ass 24/7 Title, or as most may remember it, the OCW Hardcore Title. Xanthus tossing it up in the air catches it back in his right hand and pitches it out into the middle of the river. The belt sinking fast, but carried even faster downstream, lost forever in the ever flowing waters of the world. Xanthus sliding both hands back in his pockets says.

That belt will reach the gulf in less than an hour and then be pushed through the stream of the gulf to the Atlantic Ocean reaching as far north as Greenland, but there is no way and nowhere to ever find it for it is truly buried at sea, just another dead fed! And Tina, your title reign dies Wednesday night and as far as what kinda match we do this in, it doesn't matter. Whether I have to send your ass through a table, beat you anywhere in the building or outside of it, or just in the ring, the X Rated Icon becomes the new Interactive International Champion and like my brothers before me, a grand slam winner. You got a long way to go Tina, your golden ass is fine as hell, but that title shines brighter in my eyes. I am hungry to wear that belt, to strap it around my waist and make sure SEF knows my name forever more!

A slick smirk and he brings his arms out into a crotch chop, then raises them up in an X over his head. X flipping the middle finger of his right hand, then laughs as he turns walking up the bank through a small park along some side road. His rusted out Escort parked up there with Corez leaning against the hood eating an apple in blue jeans as well a THC shirt too. Xanthus nodding to him and heads around to the drivers side while Corez hops in the passengers door. Xanthus sparking a joint as he drives off and puffs away handing it to Corez. The Escort putting away down the road disappearing around a bend on the road to the next show.