Post by Ivanna Scoops on Apr 2, 2006 15:36:14 GMT -5
Sunday, April 2nd. 4:01 pm EST if you remembered to set your clock:
UPDATE!
Indy manager and BOB flunkie (not to be confused with The Flunky) gets CHEAP HEAT STORYLINE!
From CWF Mid-Atlantic Website:
Results from March 25th-
Tank Lawson effectively ended his business relationship with manager Cornelius J. Lumpkin III and the Lumpkin Management Group Inc. after Lumpkin demanded that Lawson spit on Old Glory to prove his alliance to Lumpkin's new Arabian investors from the United Arab Emirates. Lumpkin noted that while he was a 10-year veteran that served in the Gulf War, his allegiance was to green, and not the red, white & blue. Lumpkin ordered Lawson to send the message from their new investors to the fans by spitting on the US flag. Instead Lawson spat on Lumpkin and then stunned him, leaving him face-down on the canvas to the cheers of all the fans at the Carolina Sports Arena.
We here at NATIONWIDE ENQUISITOR recently interviewed Mr. Lumpkin shortly after this GROUNDBREAKING program was started:
NE: Mr. Lumpkin, your thoughts on the United Arab Emirates gimmick.
CJL III: Huh?
NE: How do you feel about this angle? Good, bad, indifferent?
CJL III: I guess it's great until they ask me to have some goons run into the ring with black hoods over their heads...
NE: Were you really in the military?
CJL III: Sure was. Sgt. Slaughter ain't got shit on me. Except that he was a famously wealthy and world renown professional wrestler. But besides that...
NE: ...
CJL III: Are you going to pay me for this?
NE: ...
CJL III: Well? Are you?
NE: Do you feel odd being interviewed by somebody and or something that is a figment of your own imagination? Feel strange that you're having a conversation with yourself?
CJL III: Well, why not? Nothing else is being posted on this forum. Not counting the dill weed that typed a dick out of equals, an 8, and a capital D. And some guy named roland. Besides, any exposure is good exposure.
NE: Is it true that you're the inspiration for DustBuster Boy, Esq.?
CJL III: No comment.
NE: Come on, level with us.
CJL III: I said, no comment.
NE: Which do you prefer? Blondes or brunettes?
CJL III: What kind of fucking interview is this? Ummm, I prefer blondes on top, brunettes on bottom. Take that however you may.
NE: Is that to say you don't like the drapes matching the carpet?
CJL III: Do I look like an interior decorator? But if you want to put it like that... let's just say I like light curtains and a dark area rug. Carpets are nasty, this isn't 1973. Trim that shit.
NE: Uh, okay... I think it's time to end this before it gets out of hand.
CJL III: Good. Where's my money, bitch?
NE: ....
CJL III: In closing, I just want to say that the CWF is the GREATEST wrestling promotion in the ENTIRE CIVILIZED WORLD! I love it and everything about it. They could give me a gimmick where I shit my pants every two weeks and I'd do it. They could change my name to Monkey Spunk and have me ramming a banana up my ass every show. I don't care. It's awesome! Put me with the Arabs I say, this is going to be the hottest shit going on in the biz all summer.
And you know who is still fat as hell.
NE: Ummm, thank you for your time.
CJL III: Yeah, fuck you very much.
UPDATE!
Indy manager and BOB flunkie (not to be confused with The Flunky) gets CHEAP HEAT STORYLINE!
From CWF Mid-Atlantic Website:
Results from March 25th-
Tank Lawson effectively ended his business relationship with manager Cornelius J. Lumpkin III and the Lumpkin Management Group Inc. after Lumpkin demanded that Lawson spit on Old Glory to prove his alliance to Lumpkin's new Arabian investors from the United Arab Emirates. Lumpkin noted that while he was a 10-year veteran that served in the Gulf War, his allegiance was to green, and not the red, white & blue. Lumpkin ordered Lawson to send the message from their new investors to the fans by spitting on the US flag. Instead Lawson spat on Lumpkin and then stunned him, leaving him face-down on the canvas to the cheers of all the fans at the Carolina Sports Arena.
We here at NATIONWIDE ENQUISITOR recently interviewed Mr. Lumpkin shortly after this GROUNDBREAKING program was started:
NE: Mr. Lumpkin, your thoughts on the United Arab Emirates gimmick.
CJL III: Huh?
NE: How do you feel about this angle? Good, bad, indifferent?
CJL III: I guess it's great until they ask me to have some goons run into the ring with black hoods over their heads...
NE: Were you really in the military?
CJL III: Sure was. Sgt. Slaughter ain't got shit on me. Except that he was a famously wealthy and world renown professional wrestler. But besides that...
NE: ...
CJL III: Are you going to pay me for this?
NE: ...
CJL III: Well? Are you?
NE: Do you feel odd being interviewed by somebody and or something that is a figment of your own imagination? Feel strange that you're having a conversation with yourself?
CJL III: Well, why not? Nothing else is being posted on this forum. Not counting the dill weed that typed a dick out of equals, an 8, and a capital D. And some guy named roland. Besides, any exposure is good exposure.
NE: Is it true that you're the inspiration for DustBuster Boy, Esq.?
CJL III: No comment.
NE: Come on, level with us.
CJL III: I said, no comment.
NE: Which do you prefer? Blondes or brunettes?
CJL III: What kind of fucking interview is this? Ummm, I prefer blondes on top, brunettes on bottom. Take that however you may.
NE: Is that to say you don't like the drapes matching the carpet?
CJL III: Do I look like an interior decorator? But if you want to put it like that... let's just say I like light curtains and a dark area rug. Carpets are nasty, this isn't 1973. Trim that shit.
NE: Uh, okay... I think it's time to end this before it gets out of hand.
CJL III: Good. Where's my money, bitch?
NE: ....
CJL III: In closing, I just want to say that the CWF is the GREATEST wrestling promotion in the ENTIRE CIVILIZED WORLD! I love it and everything about it. They could give me a gimmick where I shit my pants every two weeks and I'd do it. They could change my name to Monkey Spunk and have me ramming a banana up my ass every show. I don't care. It's awesome! Put me with the Arabs I say, this is going to be the hottest shit going on in the biz all summer.
And you know who is still fat as hell.
NE: Ummm, thank you for your time.
CJL III: Yeah, fuck you very much.