You even have a page in my scrapbook Jigsaw. You see I drew little pictures of all the former YLC winners and have been crossing them out after I destroy their legacy. Guess what? You already have two dashes across your face but I demanded to wrestle you anyway. You think you beat me last month in Philadelphia? You didn't. Four guys beat me, you just happened to get the pin. I'll beat ya anyway possible. You think this is the most illegal thing ever done in pro wrestling?

HA! That's nothing. Ask Hallowicked or his freakish little pal Frightmare.

Don’t think I forgot about you Max Boyer. You're probably one of the only competitors in CHIKARA I vaguely respect. I mean, our careers do parallel one another. After all, we both made our marks in another country, we were in super-powered stables lead by one Claudio Castagnoli, and both were forced to forfeit the Cup. Only difference is I never had to retire, Boyer. I'm too tough for that. I could never do that to all my Donstaroos.

Don't you miss being at home with your wife? Eating that chocolate butter stuff and listening to Barenaked Ladies or whatever you Canucks do? The only thing good to come out of your country is Justin Beiber and Dynamite kid. NOT YOU. Your fuse went out a long time ago.

If you don’t believe I’m the greatest YLC champ of all time you better start. We're not tagging like we had to at the “Golden Dream” match, Boyer. I’ll be sure to bring my scrapbook page for everyone in Reading.

'Bout time I cross you off,
TD