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| Tweet Topic Started: Oct 30 2006, 06:38 PM (52 Views) | |
| Team WOY | Oct 30 2006, 06:38 PM Post #1 |
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In preperation for whatever-may-come, because let's face it: no one has a damn clue what's going on nower days, there was yet another camera filming yet another white wall in yet another undisclosed location. A few foot steps were heard until YOUR reigning and undisputed New Glory Wrestling Federation Television Champion, "The Purist" Jonathan Kaos. He was dressed down, sporting an Affliction collared shirt that was some sort of tan and a pair of Lucky brand jeans. Around his waist? That prized title. In his left hand? A folding chair. In his right hand? An ... orange. A quick nod to camera as if to say "cheers" and Kaos used his foot to pull the seat down on that steel chair. Having himself a seat, John took the time to adjust his belt so his boys weren't getting squished or pressed all which way. He then began to peel that orange's outer layer off, taking the time to get half of it off before taking his first bite. And there he sat, the legend that is "J-Funk," eating an orange in front of a NGPW Camera. A quick thumbs up and Kaos took his second bite, hitting a juicy part and it spurting somewhere. John just wiped his short beard off and resumed his snack. There was another need for a halt with Kaos getting an uncomfortable look before he spit upon the floor. Noticing that his actions were a bit uncooth, the Champ took the time to explain himself. " Seed. " Once more, the eating of the orange continued. The rest of the rind was removed with Kaos breaking off the small, individual sections the best he could. Orange juice was abound. But still, he ate. Piece by piece until it was all finished, and the layer tossed on the ground. His hands, though, were now sticky. Going into his pocket, Kaos pulled out a moist-towelette. It cleaned up John's little mess and, like with the rind, was tossed aside. This goes to prove one thing: John Kaos loves his oranges. He stood up, folded the chair and held it for a moment before looking back at the camera one last time. Just as he was about to say something, the Purist walked off. Greatest Promo Ever. |
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