When you have a big mouth and you have a few Red Bulls, sometimes it can get you in a messy situation or two.
Itíll come as no surprise when I admit that 3.0 have been guilty of talking too much...on one or two occasions.
We made a career off of our big mouths. (That and my awesome high flying abilities!)
Ya see UnStable, we made a mistake. I have no trouble admitting that. Weíve never had any issues with you
guys in the past, in fact the mere mention of your names would cause indifference to run wild throughout my
body. Sometimes when you arenít the most talented wrestlers in the world you gotta do something extra, a little
somethin' to find an edge. Thatís exactly what we did when we locked horns last month in Reading, PA. ďDa Jag ManĒ
and myself decided to have some fun, lighten the mood a little, and try to gain a competitive edge. (Maybe even put
a smile on your miserable faces) It worked! We won. Thing is, weíre greedy for fun daddy!!! We wanted to have a little more
fun at your expense - thatís just the kind of guys we are. We like to laugh at people. So, the next afternoon in
Easton we ruined your match to amuse ourselves.
Fast forward 20 minutes and we were on top of the world, smiling because we had just gained our third point!
But it was short-lived. Right as we were ready to board the Canadian Freight Train to the Promised Land (or
something like that,) you two took it upon yourselves to ensure the train never left the station by costing
us the match (thus erasing our points.) That doesnít sit well with me and the boys...I mean Da Jag Man.
Thatís when things got real, thatís when things got real flippin' real!
Iím not a dumb guy and I realise that Scotty ďDa Jag ManĒ Parker and myself started this whole thing by putting
our foot in our mouths and for that, I am sorry. Vin, STIGMA, come Williamsport on March 12th, 3.0 has a little
gift for The UnStable to show you just how sorry we are. Truce? ;)
Big Magic comin' at ya!