6/22/2009: Let me thank all you stupid fans for taking the time to e-mail and MySpace me. I love your insightful, clever bald jokes. "Hair today gone tomorrow?" No, I haven't yet heard that gem. Thank you. IDIOTS!

Get the giggles out of your system, you clowns. Mr. Taylor and I are not content to let this injustice stand. We were bamboozled, to put it plain and simple. Led to believe we would have a fair contest at Aniversario Yang. Instead, what did we get? Blatant interference on the part of two ants.

We got scalped because Referee Bryce Remsburg can't do his job and control the match. Both Chuck and I have lodged formal, written complaints with Chikarason and the brass to open a full investigation into the matter. When one of the tecnicos gets screwed over, there's no end to the outrage. Well look at what happened to us! That's the real outrage!

First of all, there's Green Ant. He's at ringside from the beginning of the apuesta, whipping and snapping his towel through the air...how are we supposed to concentrate with him doing that? Gives me flashbacks to 2007.

As if that's not enough of a distraction, late in the match, this so-called "Carpenter Ant" comes poking his nose into the main event. And not just at some random moment. He knew just when to stick his nose in...the exact moment to be there to be the big pest (did you think I was going to say "hero"?) Well isn't that convenient. You ask me...a little too convenient.

Fire Ant, Soldier Ant, own up to it you jerks. You might have been acting like you had no idea who this Carpenter Ant is, but the reality is, you had him waiting for a chance to put the screws to us...and your devious little plan worked. Well, no amount of clipped hair is going to un-retire Worker Ant. You cheated, you used outside interference to beat us, and the DVD shows it plain as day. So be men about it, admit your wrong doing, and surrender your masks to us at the next event.

It's the right thing to do.
ICARUS


READ DONST'S BLOG FROM 6/15/2009 HERE