Koch- I have been dancing for answers. I have been trying to find my way through the dreaming. I saw a man at Havoc. My opponent they claim. FREDDIE STYLES!!! He shakes his head as he walks over and sits on a log. He pulls out a pipe and lights it with a twig from the fire. Freddie who are you? Never mind it doesn't really matter WHO you think you are!! What matters is that piece of gold around your waist. People ask me... Koch why don't you speak more? Why aren't you more vocal? He chuckles as he smiles more. And I tell them the truth. I am a man of actions. I prefer to let my ability and my skill speak for me. But then the blessed spirits decided to grant us a boon. See at Havoc Heckler and I get to face you and Stu in singles competition. But see here is the difference between us Freddie. I have experience skill youth and lets face it more raw talent than most people including you buddy. But don't worry none because I promised Heckler I wouldn't scalp you till Road to Ruin when H&K take those tag titles from you and Stu and put them around the waist of some REAL AMERICANS!! OUR WAISTS!! So commune with your ancestors, pray for guidance, go see your priest in whatever faith you believe Styles because at Havoc you are going to need all the help you can get just to walk out of that ring. Let alone make it to the pay per view. But soon enough you will feel the thunder in my left fist. The lightning bottled in my right. Soon enough you will experience true persecutions, true pain, true loss... soon enough you will beg me for Custer's fate and a scalping. But in the end it will be denied you like so many other things including a real title reign. And that's the truth... The Whole Truth and Nuthin But The Ugly Truth!!!
He turns and walks into the sweat lodge.
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