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Post by forevercraig on Jan 25, 2019 12:29:35 GMT -6
Ezekiel: My name Is Ezekiel Jackson, The Big Zeke, and for a while I was gone from professional wrestling, I was focusing on a few other things but then I started hearing mutterings of a place called the UWF, about how it's a place where you can make your name and that Passion and fire to win came back to me, that hunger for competition and that aim to dominate everything that I do was stronger than ever so now I'm back and I'm here to kick ass.
you can see from my physique that I've been training hard for this and that despite being out of the loop for a while i'm still able to fight with the best and make them look like chumps, coz Domination is in my blood, I mean look how fast I won the ECW World Championship, Look how fast I rose to the top of Lucha Underground, I am a fighting machine and an unstoppable force all rolled into the perfect muscular package!
Ezekiel Flexes to end the interview
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Gur
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Post by Gur on Feb 4, 2019 7:40:23 GMT -6
"Ever notice how you come across somebody once in a while, that you shouldn't have fucked with?"
"That's me."
The roof nearly blows off the arena as Clint Eastwood's gruff tone hits the PA speakers, leading to the titantron glowing up in big letters spelling out "KEVIN NASH". Wolfpac, nWo, Big Sexy, Big Daddy Cool, Diesel, Vinny Vegas, whatever, you're getting the full package right here and now as the big man steps out from the curtain with a microphone in hand. Standing 6'10", casual clothing or not, this is one scary dude. He stands midway at the ramp and waits for his music to die down before he brings the microphone to his mouth to speak. Kevin Nash: Yoooooo.... I know it's great we give some of the gasheads a turn to speak, real progressive stuff, but I expect them to come out to this ring and do it. Maybe it's the cold shrinking the little sarge eh big man? Whatever the case is, talk about a croc of shit. ECW, Lucha Underground, no one cares what you allegedly did in fake companies. Maybe it's the steroids you stick in your arm that's fizzling out your brain, but the only thing that matters around here is what you've actually done. You Zeke? Jack and shit, and Jack just skipped town. No one cared about you before, and they're gonna keep not caring. Nature of the beast pal. You're just another sucker in the trend of being a meathead. The only thing in your blood is the icky shit. But Big Sexy? All natural, body, and results. You name a belt in this promotion, and you bet your sweet ass I won it once or twice. 1x UWF Champion, 1x UCW World Heavyweight Champion, 1x UCW ECW Champion, hell kid I can go one for days. You're nothin', and it's about time I set shitbirds like you straight. This company doesn't welcome in people like you, and I'll be damned to let anyone ruin the company I ran rampant on. That's called steppin' on toes, you and any other wise guy to come out from the back is about to learn a real hard lesson from it.
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