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UWF RAW: Batista vs. Morrison
The fans begin to get on their feet, booing the hell out of the arrival of Batista. He walks through the curtains. Batista walks to the ramp as he stops half way before crouching down as the pyrotechnics goes off.
Batista gets back up, slapping himself on the chest a couple times as he makes his way to the ring. He gets into the ring and looks at the crowd who boo's him heavily. Batista demands a microphone and is given one.
Batista;
Last week was a fluke, that's right. Cody Rhodes rolled me up after I had him dominated, he was lucky enough to escape with the victory. I had that match won! The freakin' referee cannot count to three at all, I don't know about you but all these freakin' referee's here are startin' to piss me off! Ya see, I should be standin' here with the UWF Championship around my waist but instead I stand here with freakin' nothin'! Yet you freakin' morons think it's funny laughing at me don't ya?! Ya think it's funny I ain't got the Championship around my waist, this week things get a little personal when I take on John Morrison. The kid doesn't belong in wrestling, instead he belongs in the freakin' ballerina! All those flips you do, all the fancy crap ya tryin' to do ain't gonna justify what I'm doin' to you this week pal. I'm sick and freakin' tired of seeing nobodies parade around the main event, I'm just freakin' glad that this week I AM THE MAIN EVENT! 'Cos I'm gettin' what I deserve, but what exactly do I accomplish once I freakin' break ya skull? What do I accomplish? Nothin'! I don't get no title shot if I beat ya, I don't get a freakin' opponent unless someone tries to freakin' screw me out of this match. Yeah, I know how these little things run around here Johnny boy, I understand ya haven't lost a match since ya debut. Ya think ya some hot-shot around 'ere don't ya? Not havin' lost yet? Well, I'm keepin' it sweet 'cos I ain't got time for games and I certainly don't wanna be waitin' out 'ere talkin', I just wanna get the freakin' job done cos facin' you is just like floggin' a dead horse! You may as well kiss these fat chicks who are payin' double the money just to see me freakin' beat ya down. These fat chicks are gettin' an orgasm out of it... Remember ya girl Melina? That's right... I did her too, freakin' loose I tell ya... But just remember one thing, when I freakin' break ya in half... Melina ain't goin' to be out 'ere, neither are the ladies ya got too 'cos they'll end up in my hotel room!
Batista slams the microphone down as he storms out, the camera follows Batista backstage as he leaves the arena in a car.
Batista gets back up, slapping himself on the chest a couple times as he makes his way to the ring. He gets into the ring and looks at the crowd who boo's him heavily. Batista demands a microphone and is given one.
Batista;
Last week was a fluke, that's right. Cody Rhodes rolled me up after I had him dominated, he was lucky enough to escape with the victory. I had that match won! The freakin' referee cannot count to three at all, I don't know about you but all these freakin' referee's here are startin' to piss me off! Ya see, I should be standin' here with the UWF Championship around my waist but instead I stand here with freakin' nothin'! Yet you freakin' morons think it's funny laughing at me don't ya?! Ya think it's funny I ain't got the Championship around my waist, this week things get a little personal when I take on John Morrison. The kid doesn't belong in wrestling, instead he belongs in the freakin' ballerina! All those flips you do, all the fancy crap ya tryin' to do ain't gonna justify what I'm doin' to you this week pal. I'm sick and freakin' tired of seeing nobodies parade around the main event, I'm just freakin' glad that this week I AM THE MAIN EVENT! 'Cos I'm gettin' what I deserve, but what exactly do I accomplish once I freakin' break ya skull? What do I accomplish? Nothin'! I don't get no title shot if I beat ya, I don't get a freakin' opponent unless someone tries to freakin' screw me out of this match. Yeah, I know how these little things run around here Johnny boy, I understand ya haven't lost a match since ya debut. Ya think ya some hot-shot around 'ere don't ya? Not havin' lost yet? Well, I'm keepin' it sweet 'cos I ain't got time for games and I certainly don't wanna be waitin' out 'ere talkin', I just wanna get the freakin' job done cos facin' you is just like floggin' a dead horse! You may as well kiss these fat chicks who are payin' double the money just to see me freakin' beat ya down. These fat chicks are gettin' an orgasm out of it... Remember ya girl Melina? That's right... I did her too, freakin' loose I tell ya... But just remember one thing, when I freakin' break ya in half... Melina ain't goin' to be out 'ere, neither are the ladies ya got too 'cos they'll end up in my hotel room!
Batista slams the microphone down as he storms out, the camera follows Batista backstage as he leaves the arena in a car.