"Happy shall he be, that taketh and dasheth thy little ones against the stones." (Psalms 137:9, KJV)
(Senester): How heartwarming Talon. You want to see ponies and tricks? I’ll give them to you. My prize winning stallion. My blue ribbon winner. Let’s see if you can handle the weight that is about to be placed on your back. Let us see the wrestling world ride you. I’m going to toss on the saddle, take a seat, and grab the reigns of the Reflection of Perfection. You’ll trot, you’ll bow, you’ll dance, you’ll race, and you’ll do what tricks I have in store for you to do. When I am finished riding you, when I have mangled your mane, when I have broken your back…when your leg has gone lame, when you are no longer useful for competition I will put you down.
You think I’ve crossed lines? I’ve told you before, there are no lines, no boundaries in my world Talon. I will go to heights and depths that no one can go, not because they dare not try, but because they are incapable. Damn the sponsors. Larry King the other week funded his own show because pathetic corporations can’t handle the presence of God. Burger King, and the others…they can fatten this country with their cheeseburgers and fries, but the one thing they can’t swallow is the truth.
What about you Talon? Is it me or is it you the “woman scorned” you speak of? Why are you pointing the finger at me for merely doing my job? If you hadn’t made it a point to secure extraordinary contract specifics, if you hadn’t exploited your power as World Champion in the Circle of Champions, this wouldn’t have happened. The difference between you and those before you, and call them notorious if you wish, but the difference between them and you is that you made it a point to set a new standard for excellence. You garnered an unprecedented contract that obliged me to follow its terms. As the highlight superstar of HWA it was you who wanted the highest pay. As the top dog of HWA it was you who wanted increased royalties. As the face of HWA, it was you who wanted to hit the road week in and week out hugging pubescent, waif, little girls, kissing babies and playing hero to young men. You’re right Talon, you are not alone in failure, but you are alone in being the only man to sign a contract committing himself to a level of peak performance, and you did not deliver.
You think because I have or had feelings for you that this is spite. This isn’t spite, and no…this isn’t psycho-babble Talon…this is the cold, hard truth. Swallow it! Swallow it and say your prayers in my name for the nourishment you have received.
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