June 2, 2012
This date is a day that will live in infamy. This is the date that you so carelessly took mein BFF away from me.
CHIKARA has taken the entire Bruderschaft from me. Pink Ant. Daizee und Sara. Tursas. Claudio und Ares.
(The people responsible for mein existence in the world of professional wrestling.) All I had left was mein BFF, Tim Donst.
Tim is all I knew. He looked out for me, continued mein training, and sold me his merch at a discounted price.
Everybody else couldn't care less about Jakob. Nobody ever wants to ride with me, eat with me or share a hotel room
with me. Jakob is nothing but a no good burden on his fellow co-grapplers. Tim used to be there for me, now he is gone
und it is on your stupid pumpkin-shaped-head, Hallowicked!
I'm not here to say the cliche things that all pro-wrestlers say: "I'm going to kill you" or "I'm going to end your career."
Honestly Hallowicked, I don't even expect to beat you. You are ever so clearly the superior wrestler. But you have
trespassed against me without even realizing it.
You owe me a debt that you will NEVER be able to repay. Mark my words Hallowicked. Win, lose, or draw. I will extract mein pound of flesh
that you are so deeply indebted to me.
I have nothing left to lose Hallowicked.