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Post by randyorton on Mar 24, 2009 12:02:29 GMT -5
Voorhees you think you impress King Edge when your music hits? All the lights go out. Fire shooting out of your ass, you got fire coming out of everywhere and then all of a sudden you're doing jumping jacks, you're happy, because Jason can talk. The big masked retard can finally speak! Now, Jason Voorhees, you run your mouth about winning the IWWF Championship. Well, here's the situation. King Edge says this: if your King hits you, he'll kill you. If he misses, the wind behind the punch will give you pneumonia and you'll die anyway, so the choice is yours, jerky!
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Post by jasonvoorhees on Mar 25, 2009 10:27:03 GMT -5
Mrs Voorhees aka Jason's mom & voice comes out & grabs the mic  Edge, Edge, Edge. The person my boy carried on his back. The person that was nothing before my son tagged with you & helped you become a name ppl know. How dare you come out & talk nuts about my boy after all he's done for you. Everyone knows that Jason will fight anyone, anywhere at anytime, even if they're no names like you. Jason & New Generation backs away from no one. Pick a time & a place, we'll be there. I wouldnt be signing checks your ass cant cash. |
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Post by joshheartbrand on Mar 25, 2009 12:13:45 GMT -5
(The camera reveals Josh Heartbrand training at a state of the art swimming pool facility. He's doing lap after lap with beautiful form and no sign of letting up. The cameraman is visibly anxious to carry out the interview and continue on his way. Finally, after what seems like an hour, Josh Heartbrand lifts himself out of the pool, revealing a cut and defined physique. He grabs a towel from a worker at the facility, dries his hair, and approaches the interviewer)
I called you here for a reason, I know. It's not often these days that I take the time to respond to the... lesser class. However, Edge has left me with no choice. It was not by chance that I didn't respond to your previous foolish calls for a match with myself at PPV. I was busy, and quite frankly evne if I wasn't, I had no time for the likes of a rookie such as yourself. However, where the hell do you get off attempting to challenge the Champion to a match in front of Josh Heartbrand, thirty-two time IWWF Champion? What credentials do you have? What have you done Edge? Who have you beaten? I watched the replay of WrestleMania Edge, were you even in attendance? I looked for hours in vain attempting to find a glimpse of you there. If anyone should face Jason Voorhees, it should be Josh Heartbrand, the man who has now defeated the ex-legend Trell, twice. When people hear the name of Josh Heartbrand, one thing comes to mind. Championships. You have none to speak of. It's time you learn the pecking order. Perhaps, several years from now, six or seven, you may be ready to fight for the greatest prize in our industry. But, until that point in time, you have your own league to compete in. I heard that Hollywood is looking for competition. Give that a go.
And to the new IWWF Champion, Jason Voorhees. I salute you. I congratulate you. I knew you very well as our enforcer in New Generation. But don't be mistaken for a second Jason. Those days are long gone. Regardless of what temporary flashes of New Generation reunions may pop up here or there, Josh Heartbrand does not consider himself a part of them. You have my respect Jason, but you do not have my protection. I'm sure you're wondering, protection from what? Protection from becoming a one and out. A paper champion. A one termer. Jason, I'm afraid your title reign will not last long. Josh Heartbrand has entered back into the race for the greatest championship in wrestling today. And my friend, when you race against Josh Heartbrand, you're always just a bit too slow.
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Post by randyorton on Mar 25, 2009 23:35:10 GMT -5
Josh Heartbrand, you think you impress King Edge? Let Your King make something perfectly clear to you. You have never, and King Edge means never, impressed The King. From the time your crappy music hits... Well, it's the final countdown! And every single King Edge fan stops, pauses, and takes a look, and they all say this: "I'm going to take a leak; this guy sucks!"
Indeed JHB! Indeed this is the final countdown.. The final countdown at your career. The Final countdown to recoil.
Recoil, the King against JHB. It does not get any better than that. Josh Heartbrand, as far as King Edge is concerned, the greatest book ever written is entitled 'The King vs. JHB.' And the beauty of this novel is that it has infinite chapters. Which means it never ends. It also means, for the rest of your natural life, King Edge will be kicking your monkey crap ass all over God's Green Earth... And when it's all said and done, all the smoke has cleared, and the Royal Court have finished chanting his name... and you and King Edge float up to that big Irc World Wrestling Federation ring in the sky, and you extend your hand and say, "Hey King, thanks for the memories..." don't be surprised if Your King looks at you, flexes his canadian bacon, shakes your hand right back and says, 'No, JHB... thank you for the memories.' And then, Josh heartbrand, King Edge will take his other hand and slap the tase right out of your mouth for being the biggest piece of Trailer Park Trash walking God's Blue Heaven!
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