No funny business. I promise.
Posted: Mon Jul 17, 2017 10:50 pm
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From inside the back of a black limousine, Randy's iPhone came to life as he angled it toward himself.
Randy Orton: Fell short at King of the Ring. It wasn't my night, but I'm moving on. Plenty of things to be happy about.
He smirked.
Randy Orton: It's been a great week. I've got a number one contendership match tonight, and last Monday I got to sit back and watch the Miz learn a valuable lesson about associating himself with idiots. It truly boggles my mind that it took him associating himself with 4 or 5 different groups of idiots before he figured it out, but hey. Some people learn at a different pace. Maybe if he decides to go solo for a little while, he can finally learn what he's worth. Or he could ask me, because I'd be happy to tell him how worthless he actually is.
Randy looked down at his watch.
Randy Orton: As far as Edge goes, I can't really say whether or not he's going to be able to beat me, because I haven't decided if I'm going to use Rock or Paper yet. Allow me to assure you that Edge and I will not lay down for each other. We'll wrestle, we'll put on a good match for the fans. We'll give them their money's worth. Whoever winds up becoming the Number One Contender and facing that boring emo dunce PJ Black, we're still far and away the best two wrestlers this company has to offer.
Randy thought about that for a minute.
Randy Orton: On second thought, best to dispense with the kumbaya crap. I'm definitely going to distract Edge with a hot groupie that has a ringside seat, then I will go ahead and punt the Miz's head clean off his shoulders. See, that sounds a lot more like me. Have a good night everyone.
Randy gave a casual two fingered salute and turned the phone away. The video went to black.
From inside the back of a black limousine, Randy's iPhone came to life as he angled it toward himself.
Randy Orton: Fell short at King of the Ring. It wasn't my night, but I'm moving on. Plenty of things to be happy about.
He smirked.
Randy Orton: It's been a great week. I've got a number one contendership match tonight, and last Monday I got to sit back and watch the Miz learn a valuable lesson about associating himself with idiots. It truly boggles my mind that it took him associating himself with 4 or 5 different groups of idiots before he figured it out, but hey. Some people learn at a different pace. Maybe if he decides to go solo for a little while, he can finally learn what he's worth. Or he could ask me, because I'd be happy to tell him how worthless he actually is.
Randy looked down at his watch.
Randy Orton: As far as Edge goes, I can't really say whether or not he's going to be able to beat me, because I haven't decided if I'm going to use Rock or Paper yet. Allow me to assure you that Edge and I will not lay down for each other. We'll wrestle, we'll put on a good match for the fans. We'll give them their money's worth. Whoever winds up becoming the Number One Contender and facing that boring emo dunce PJ Black, we're still far and away the best two wrestlers this company has to offer.
Randy thought about that for a minute.
Randy Orton: On second thought, best to dispense with the kumbaya crap. I'm definitely going to distract Edge with a hot groupie that has a ringside seat, then I will go ahead and punt the Miz's head clean off his shoulders. See, that sounds a lot more like me. Have a good night everyone.
Randy gave a casual two fingered salute and turned the phone away. The video went to black.