The hallway of this week's Warefare arena was filled with Adam Rose and his followers, The Rosebuds. Slowly but surely, they were becoming more grim and scary due to the influence of Brian Kendrick. It was as if Rose had a small army of the walking dead surrounding him. Rose, dressed in a black fur coat and smeared guyliner, twirled the stem of a black lollipop in his mouth. The mostly hunched over and dreary looking Rosebuds all stared in to the camera.
| Adam Rose | This week, I've got a bit of a problem. I am facing off with possibly THE biggest lemon on the face of the planet: CM Punk.
The Rosebuds began to boo and hiss
| Adam Rose | Mr. Straight Edge. Mr. No Fun. Mr. No Drinking, or drugs or anything that makes life worth living. There's no point in even asking him to join The Rosebuds because his answer is going to be NO.
More booing and hissing ensues. Rose shook his head and looked generally unimpressed.
| Adam Rose | No. Fun. At all. Why don't they just call you..Johnny Hitler or something?
Rose closed his eyes and tapped at the side of his chin
| Adam Rose | Laugh. That was a joke. Laugh!
The Rosebuds looked about before bursting into uncomfortable laughter that pleased their leader.
| Adam Rose | See! We're all about having a good time here! But you, CM Punk, are not going to have a very good time Monday night. And you can't even do anything to go drown your sorrows while you lick your wounds! What do you people do when your miserable anyway? Can't drink booze, can't take pills. What a horrible existence you lead! Sounds like hell! Oh. Silly me. You just go get another tattoo or something.
Rose crunched down on the lollipop and flicked the stem away
| Adam Rose | So no parties. No fun. Just an assault. Ta-ta.
Rose grinned at the camera while the ghoul-ish, corpse like Rosebuds all scowled with dirty looks on their faces.[/color]
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Jack, I can't fucking wait to see this Punk/Kendrick match.