Post by bi on Oct 23, 2008 14:42:44 GMT -5
Following a match, the show heads backstage as Toni Phillups stands with Bianca Dianaco.
Earlier tonight, Kim Hunter had some interesting things to say about your win last week. Care to respond?
Interesting things, you say? *Hmmmph* It sounded more to me like the machinations of a sore loser. A woman who's watching her paltry career fall apart before her very eyes. Kim, sweety...you're in such denial that you've resorted to crying like a scolded child. Laughing at the prospect of me making an ass of myself? Oh no sunshine, you did a pretty bang on job of doing that on your own accord. Bravo. You and Hayley are so very much alike, it's a shame it's come down to the two of you having the differences you have now. Last week she said something along the lines of her not being the one who was beaten when you both lost the Sapphire Titles. And low and behold, what do you say this week? Allow me to paraphrase...
"Multiply the amount of people in that ring, add the fact that despite you winning there were many points where I could just as easily have won."
As you yanks say, "Coulda. Woulda. Shoulda." But you didn't. End of story. I hate seeing poor, misguided whelps like you wallow in your own self righteousness. Last I checked, all that mattered as far as winning a wrestling match was pinning the next person's shoulders down to the mat. How it happens is only the concern of either the person that doesn't get the job done, or the person who gets pinned. And it's so very entertaining to watch you fail over, and over, and over again because you can't get that through your thick, Irish skull. I don't fighter harder. I fight smarter. And I out witted both of you twits last week. You're absolutely right about me not being very good, Kim. I'm BETTER then good. And I proved it in spades last week, like I'll prove it again this week. You're gung ho approach may be good for a few thrills, but it's obviously not very good for winning matches. If it were, you'd still be Sapphire AND Pearl Champion right now, wouldn't you?
Bianca takes Toni's hand, positioning the mic closer to her.
Kim Hunter, you're not even close to being in my league. A fact that you yourself can't bare to admit. I recall one fine, faithful day last year that you even attempted to have a conversation with me. To try and become my "friend". Remember that Kim? If that's not an admission of weakness, I don't know what is. You may have been good three years ago. You may have been good two years ago. Maybe even one year ago. But you're nothing compared to me. Nothing. Your very sight irritates me. The fact that I have to share a ring with you again tonight, much less breathe the same oxygen as you makes my skin crawl. The only thing you've proven yourself to be good at, is a good failure. And you'll fail again tonight. I'm going to personally see to you being the 1st woman out of the Battle Royal. And if not, then I'll most certainly see to covering my hands with your blood at Devil's Night. You should have asked around, Kim. I'm the last woman on this planet you want as an enemy. Sadly for you, you've waived that freedom. And just like back home, this Brit is going to make an example of an Irish piff who has yet again ran off at the mouth.
Enjoy the remaining ten minutes of you fifteen, darling.
Bianca blows a kiss to the camera, squarely aimed at Kim, then walks off camera. The camera then fades into a break.
Earlier tonight, Kim Hunter had some interesting things to say about your win last week. Care to respond?
Interesting things, you say? *Hmmmph* It sounded more to me like the machinations of a sore loser. A woman who's watching her paltry career fall apart before her very eyes. Kim, sweety...you're in such denial that you've resorted to crying like a scolded child. Laughing at the prospect of me making an ass of myself? Oh no sunshine, you did a pretty bang on job of doing that on your own accord. Bravo. You and Hayley are so very much alike, it's a shame it's come down to the two of you having the differences you have now. Last week she said something along the lines of her not being the one who was beaten when you both lost the Sapphire Titles. And low and behold, what do you say this week? Allow me to paraphrase...
"Multiply the amount of people in that ring, add the fact that despite you winning there were many points where I could just as easily have won."
As you yanks say, "Coulda. Woulda. Shoulda." But you didn't. End of story. I hate seeing poor, misguided whelps like you wallow in your own self righteousness. Last I checked, all that mattered as far as winning a wrestling match was pinning the next person's shoulders down to the mat. How it happens is only the concern of either the person that doesn't get the job done, or the person who gets pinned. And it's so very entertaining to watch you fail over, and over, and over again because you can't get that through your thick, Irish skull. I don't fighter harder. I fight smarter. And I out witted both of you twits last week. You're absolutely right about me not being very good, Kim. I'm BETTER then good. And I proved it in spades last week, like I'll prove it again this week. You're gung ho approach may be good for a few thrills, but it's obviously not very good for winning matches. If it were, you'd still be Sapphire AND Pearl Champion right now, wouldn't you?
Bianca takes Toni's hand, positioning the mic closer to her.
Kim Hunter, you're not even close to being in my league. A fact that you yourself can't bare to admit. I recall one fine, faithful day last year that you even attempted to have a conversation with me. To try and become my "friend". Remember that Kim? If that's not an admission of weakness, I don't know what is. You may have been good three years ago. You may have been good two years ago. Maybe even one year ago. But you're nothing compared to me. Nothing. Your very sight irritates me. The fact that I have to share a ring with you again tonight, much less breathe the same oxygen as you makes my skin crawl. The only thing you've proven yourself to be good at, is a good failure. And you'll fail again tonight. I'm going to personally see to you being the 1st woman out of the Battle Royal. And if not, then I'll most certainly see to covering my hands with your blood at Devil's Night. You should have asked around, Kim. I'm the last woman on this planet you want as an enemy. Sadly for you, you've waived that freedom. And just like back home, this Brit is going to make an example of an Irish piff who has yet again ran off at the mouth.
Enjoy the remaining ten minutes of you fifteen, darling.
Bianca blows a kiss to the camera, squarely aimed at Kim, then walks off camera. The camera then fades into a break.