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How could a man say he has a boss and be proud?
general mills out here fighting these battles so we don't have to
Range Rover Rock tho
Are we gonna be with another story?
The Million Dollar Kid and nobody else except for The Road Dawg Jesse James and Old Ass Billy Gunn were the wiser. The Million Dollar Kid was breathing alot easier since he knew my brother was banned from ringside.
I took the moniker of Koko B. Ware.
Even had a fake parrot and all. My brother would turn the parrot around to face away from me if I was losing. I came down to the ring first and me and Frankie the parrot danced around a bit. Then here comes the Million Dollar Kid in all his glory. He was wearing his dads sports jacket and had the belt around his waist. I was ready brehs.
We started out feeling each other. The Million Dollar Kid could actually wrestle a lil. He was working me a bit. Plus I had wrestled like 6 matches to get here and he was fresh. Then I got my chance!
The ref was the this one kid who broke his arm train swag surfing. So he naturally could not wrestle. Well.. His moms starts calling him from down the street. He said he will be right back then he runs off.
Million Dollar Kid - Remember If your brother shows up you are disqualified.
Me -
I hear loud as fukk.
OHH YOU DIDNT KNOW??? YOUR ASS BETTER CALL SOMEBODYYYYYYYYYYY
I was
They came running down at a full gallop to the ring! All the kids were
Old Ass Billy Gunn started legit fukking up the Million Dollar Kid! He was really retarded and this was his first ring work. He ran down to the ring like Handi-Man..Jumped in the ring and went to work.
We would always joke around with him but at the end of the day.. We were 9-11. He was 18. He started fukking up the Million Dollar Kid for real while smiling and drooling the whole time.
Me and Jesse James were just watching in awe along with the other kids as Old Ass Billy Gunn drug the poor kid all over the ring. He did like 6 belly to back suplexes in a row. Poor kid was I then hear my brother yell out that the ref is on his way back!
Jesse drags his brother off of the Million Dollar Kid and I set him up for my finisher. The Bulldog. As the ref jumped in I executed my finisher to perfection.
Got the 1, 2, 3 and started celebrating! I felt like I really won a ship brehs. I damn near started crying! The Million Dollar Kid was I just went to his corner. Grabbed the belt.. And dipped!! I was the champ bytches!
Later that night my mom told me he called the house but I told her I was busy. He was not getting this belt back. Well much to my chagrin I would not have it much longer either.