All this talk going around

[firebomb]

When fade into a studio Set in Los Angeles where we see Firebomb with one of his southern California Girls Whitney Drolen.

FB: you know there is all this talk going around, saying Firebomb who are you still the WpW World champion, Well the answer is simple , I put asses in seats I out work all them fools and no one is going to tell me otherwise, you see just because I am in Hollywood working on a TV does not mean that I forgot who I was or what I was, oh no, what it means is that you clowns have some time to get over to show me what you got! I am going to tell all of you this once and only once I am the WpW World champion the belt is mine because I earned it, that’s right I earned it and no one not even that cowboy himself is going to change it in till I want to drop it, I don’t care about Paul Roach I don’t care about Tommy Powers, I sure don’t care about that James Raven clown, So Raven you beat John Gambino, Now I know John Gambino he is a cold hearted killer , So what was this before Sammy Gravano went to Prison or after and what about Teflon Don, Now I don’t know nor do I care if we are talking about the same John Gambino but buddy, I wouldn't, be braging about beating some jobber that steals his name right out of a mafia history book, Then you go out and brag about beating Dynamic Dynamite, Well Raven little known fact I beat him twice once in 97 and again in 99, hell where do you you think he got his gimmick from!!! Me, back then I was doing the girl in the hot tubs I was doing the mat rats I n the promos I was cutting edge, all he was a corporate ass kisser, Hell him and his buddy weren’t even drawing money it was me and my friends. bad taste in mouths raven , I wonder why better yet I know why, because you were on your knees blowing that son of a bitch Carter in HWO, while you guys were getting your rocks off destroying a icon like me! Raven this is the WpW you’re not going to cash in a briefcase to get some magical title match, Powers I already kicked your ass once you really want some more kid and Roach, when I am done with you, your going to wish I only stomped out like a Roach, cause when you play with Fire, you get your ass burned!!!!

[paulroach]

"This is funny" Paul Roach says laughing.

"Firebomb, you talk a lot. You act as though you deserve to hold that belt. No, muscles, you don't. Fact is, we all know that you got past a has-been, and then by some miracle handed down by God you beat Tommy D Powers, but guess what boy. I don't care how many people you've beaten, I don't care if you are in Hollywood 'working on a TV'. Fact is, at Wrestlval, You, Me, and three others will be facing each other for that title and if no miracles happen for you, you will lose just like you do every other time you step in the ring with me."

And with that the scene fades out.

[Nathan Lucas]

DISCLAIMER: The following passage was taken from James Raven’s personal blog, “The Ravens Nest”. All mention of any persons living or dead is intentional, and it probably means that he doesn’t like you very much. The contents of this passage may be considered by many to be offensive, and if you agree with that assessment for the love of God suck it up and stop being a bitch.

DATE OF POSTING: March 30, 2011 (Wednesday, for the record)

TIME OF POSTING: Look at your watch, homeboy.

MOOD: Amused. Hungry. Can hungry be a mood?

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Are You Talking to Me, Pumpkin?
I don’t like it when people call me out. I don’t like it when people that I don’t like call me out. I don’t like it when people that I don’t like call me out simply because they get a mental hard-on at the sound of their own voice. I don’t like when people that I don’t like call me out simply because they get a mental hard-on at the sound of their own voice, and think that just because they hold a tainted championship around their waist I'll be too afraid to strike back.

Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t like Firebomb.

Let's answer one thing right off the bat, m'kay sweetheart? What is this really about? Are you upset because I may have made a few negative remarks about the only company that you've ever been able to cut it in, or are you ashamed that I called you a full blown retard in your own backyard? If it's the latter, the simple solution would be that you get smarter, and if you don't know what the word "latter" means you've just proven my point for me.

No, it's not something you climb up to reach the cereal on the top shelf.

Don't be embarassed, Firebomb, it's not just you... tens of millions of people in the world today are retarded. We have a word for them in Toronto; Americans. However, do us all a favor and embrace your inner "special". Don't insult OUR intelligence by trying to claim it's not there, because no offense, but I'm pretty sure Sarah Palin scores higher than you on an I.Q. test and your S.A.T. marks made Vince Youngs Wonderlic test look phenomnal. You talk as if English were your secondary language, but you never learned a primary one. Turn off the Playboy Channel and open a fucking book, AND NO... Playboy Magazine doesn't count.

Did you not watch Tropic Thunder? NEVER GO FULL RETARD!

OK, I think I've hammered the "2 + 2 = Jell-O" point home by now... I don't need The National Association of Special Needs Carers coming down on me next week. I'm pretty sure by going off on you for this long, I've already commited a hate crime.

So if you're not upset about that, it must be because I made a few comments about the WPW and their "talent" that you didn't like, right? It must have been because I implied that you may not be the greatest wrestler of all time, and that I could (*gasp*) beat you twelve times out of ten, right? Here's the thing, I don't make false claims. If I say something it's because I know damn well I can back that shit up. I don't care if you (finally) managed to grab the World title after your 20 year career in the sport because I guarantee if Roy Lee, Lily and Ryan gave me an honest shot I'd have that thing off you in two months flat; and thats including the one month and twenty nine day resting period my contract comes with.

But noooo... that'll never fucking happen, will it? You're nose is so far up Ryans ass that I see your nostrils every time he opens his mouth. He couldn't stand the sight of his World Champion being exposed as a fraud. He couldn't stand his "top guy" being put down like a dog with rabies in the center of the ring for the world to see, so we all have to sit here and pretend there's NOT an asterisk next to your title reign. f**k outta here... you want to tell me that Dynamic Dynamite was a corporate ass kisser? You want to tell me my only success in HWO was because I was choking on Mr. Carters meat stick?

Have you ever stopped to consider the only reason you are where you are is because you've spent the past decade catching whatever it is that Ryansup is pitching? Or is it the other way around? I know, WPW, someone is finally willing to say what you've all been afraid to think. Feel free to make any gratuities payable to "Cash".

So, are we done here? Or do you feel like rattling off some more "big wins" you had back when I was seven years old? I get it, your old as shit, and you've beaten some of the same people I have... that doesn't mean your skilled, that just means that even a blind squirrel finds a nut every once in a while, and your neice "Lucy U" finds two all up in her grill every time she comes to visit my trailer.

I say we cut this shit out, Firebomb. I'm not in the mood to argue back and forth because you feel like your territory is being threatened, because if I was even slightly interested in it the entire thing would already be mine. If you've still got a problem, do something about it. Don't sit back like a pussy behind your camcorder and talk shit when no one was talking to you in the first place. We both know if you wanted to make that match happen, you could. Ryan owes you a few favors after the knob polishing you gave him.

Until you man up and take me down, it's fairly obvious to everyone that you're just one more name on the long list of men and women that Fear the Raven... Forevermore.

- Sincerely Yours,
Jimmy

P.S. We all know a "promo" isn't a piece of gold until it has random camera shots of shit that has nothing to do with what we're talking about, right? I picked that up from you, oh wise one. Toodles!