Post by Chris Jericho on Oct 18, 2006 18:55:06 GMT -5
The screen opens up to a blacksmith shop, where Chris Jericho stands, wielding a hammer and tongs.
Jericho: You know Edge, I'm sick and tired of you running your big mouth about people jobbing. It's ironic that it's coming out of your mouth, a mouth that can't even pronounce the simplest words without difficulty. You talk about killing rock and roll, but you are a poser Edge. You dress up in your little skulls cap, and your long hair. Then you dress up in your stupid little shirts and your faded jeans, like you're trying to copy Chris Jericho. Well Edge, I'm about to dull your blade.
Jericho takes the tongs, and picks up a blade which sits on an anvil. He dips it in a hot liquid, and begins hammering it against the anvil. The blade begins to bend inwards. losing it's sharpness. After the beating, the blade looks dead.
Jericho: Edge, this blade represents you after I'm done beating you. You will be broken, twisted, and DEAD
!Jericho: You know Edge, I'm sick and tired of you running your big mouth about people jobbing. It's ironic that it's coming out of your mouth, a mouth that can't even pronounce the simplest words without difficulty. You talk about killing rock and roll, but you are a poser Edge. You dress up in your little skulls cap, and your long hair. Then you dress up in your stupid little shirts and your faded jeans, like you're trying to copy Chris Jericho. Well Edge, I'm about to dull your blade.
Jericho takes the tongs, and picks up a blade which sits on an anvil. He dips it in a hot liquid, and begins hammering it against the anvil. The blade begins to bend inwards. losing it's sharpness. After the beating, the blade looks dead.
Jericho: Edge, this blade represents you after I'm done beating you. You will be broken, twisted, and DEAD