I just got brained by a fucking hockey stick, so forgive me if I’m wrong here.
But I’m almost certain that’s the dumbest thing @AlfieCraddz has ever done.
Fuku and I move on to the ladder match, Hanako and Little Kazu defend the belts, Dylan speared a fucker and got his shots in. Successful night, I’d say.
You want me to look them and Ally in the eye and apologize, fine. I ain’t too big or too proud to look them in their eyes and apologize for scaring them or hurting them.
My issue was with you and Yashin-Gun. It was never about them. I never mentioned them, because I still cared.
You and I both know it ain’t about being fair, it’s about winning. And you won.
Won’t apologize for the eye since that was in the ring, but I can admit when I lost. You were better, Big Shoots. If this what you want, I ain’t gonna stop you.
I told you, shooter. You can lie to everyone else, you can lie to yourself, but you can’t lie to me.
Say whatever you want. Time for talking has long since passed.
You’ve been lying to yourself. Lying about being a murder bear. Lying about it all.
But it’s okay. Brother’s here to kick the bitch out of you and make you remember who you are.
You know it, don’t you. You know I’m right, and it fuckin’ kills you.
You’re a Murder Bear. Ain’t Yashit-gun, ain’t one of Hanako’s little soldiers. You’re a Murder Bear. So how about you start fuckin murdering.
Sideways? I’m making you an honest fuckin’ man here Nicky. The rest of your team may be fine sitting on their thumbs doing fuck all, but here’s you, pissed and ready for a fight. THAT’S Nicky Slade, not the pathetic shit that’s been running around for months.
You left cause you got an opportunity and didn’t say shit about it to anyone. Your group gave a mission statement then fails to fuckin’ live up to it on the first tour.
That group is full of fuckin’ halfwits and the longer you stay with them, the more respect I lose for you.