You talking like a big man dropped like a sack of turd when you were faced with me in person.roulette wrote:
I didn't need your help in acquiring anything in Nashville, I approached everyone on my own and did well at that. I was the lead off with Val first thing in the morning and continued with Gail and so on. Being anywhere at all on your list of priorities was the last thing on my mind. Your 'I'll be at the airport if you have a problem and want to settle it" ******** dropped off the face of the earth when we were in the same place too.
I would have loved to see you get yourself into that VIP party Friday Night without me there to set things up as the 'in' though. Surely you remember that. The party where we found out that none other than 'Wildcat' Chris Harris was in town as someone in our group said he would be. That guy sure was smart packing the Chris Harris cards to get signed. I can see why you would wanna forget it though after your reaction to trying to crack on Joe blew up in your face. That's my biggest regret of the weekend, I wish I had the camera recording that.
Try me with all the gibberish you're saying online next time around to my face.
It would be a great honor for me to break your toy carrying crate or to see you fall over it again.
Seriously? The VIP party? All we did at the door was tell the girl we'd been invited by Val and she allowed us in. So much for paying $1,000 for VIP treatment.
And if you recall correctly, I told you all and the others in the group can back me up on this that we'd miss way better talent by going to that because it was going to be midcarders that we'd seen earlier in the day.
And who did we miss? Rob Van Dam for starters and Eric Young, who was on the card but didn't show for Interaction and a handful of others.
But hey, you got Chris Harris. So, it's not a total loss. Glad you packed those cards.
As for Joe.. Wow, a worker gave me the business because I had a photo of a Samoa Joe action figure with a ripped body on it on my phone and pointed out the fact that the body was wrong for the head. This isn't 1975. I was in no danger of being shot on. Glad I could entertain the room full of 40-year-old virgins.
Whooptie-freaking-do. If it gave you the jollies, good. Wish you could've videoed it. It would've been a great souvenir for me from the weekend.
And that essentially is the end of it from me in regards to you. I'm not gonna waste anymore time of the good people on here.
It's evident. I don't like you. You don't like me.