S.Abbott

@Jimmy: Graham Hatton= boxer right?

Always knew there was something Amish with Madison... ;p

Madison would have had that in spades if Malu won....

I said dunk not drown, I'm not a savage.

Someone needs to dunk you in a barrel of runny liquid waste...

I was surprised Ed didn't turkey slap her.. Ed: hey i didn't lay a finger on the broad. Honest.

Enjoyed this ppv, main talking point the end. Well played out skull... you guys. Just curious who was controlling the skull I unintentionally screwed over back at asylum? I'll go back through the show and put a better write up later.

I got his theme in a playlist too.

I read that first line as I fingered an old lady today. It's been a rough day...

Seconded Jack's post...

coincidentally that's what he calls his pecker. The gift of Cactus...

The event you're about to see occurred the night following Turmoil 134. Sebastian Abbott walked down the busy New York City street, barely avoiding the bumps as people rushed passed him on their various endevours for the evening. Seb stopped at a bar and looked at the neon sign in the window, it read The Black Angus. A rucous cheer came from within so Seb pushed the door open and walked in, the noise died down immediatly as Seb had entered. All eyes were fixed on the Brit. Seb: I'll have a lager thanks bar keep. The bar keep shook his head and opened his mouth to speak. Seb: Get me a lager or I'll stomp you're pikey head in. The bar keep blanched then procceeded to pour a beer for the Englishman, when two patrons took seats on either side of Abbott. patron1: You realise this is a Scottish pub right? patron2: I don't think he does, otherwise he would've stayed away. Seb: I don't care that this is a Scottish bar, I'm here for a f***ing pint I'm going to have a f***ing pint. You and your pikey friends here can go f**k your mothers. Seb raised his glass and skolled it, the bar was now eerily quiet that you could hear a moth fart. Barkeep: You need to leave, before my patrons here make you leave and they won't be gentle. Seb: Another pint Groundskeeper Willie, as for your friends here. He gestured around the crowded bar. Seb: They can be as rough as they want, they're still pikey c***s. Barkeep: No, just leave. Your actions against our fellow countryman were dispicable, yea we watch OCW tv. Random Patron: You shook his hand for heavens sake. Abbott tapped his finger on the counter a stern look on his moustached face. Seb: I will make good on beating you old man if you don't place another pint in front of me. The two patrons on either side of Seb made to grab him, but he dodged out of their grasp before slamming his head into the nose of the first guy breaking the bone and shattering teeth. Seb: How's that for a Glasgow kiss!? The second patron tackled Seb to the ground and the crowd formed a circle around the two brawling men. P2 was now choking Seb out from behind, the Brit clawed at the man's face failing to do anything. As the darkness of unconciousness swam in the corners of Seb's vision, he scrabbled about on the sticky bar floor for a weapon. His fingers brushed something cyclindrical and he grabbed it smashing it backwards into the face of the bar patron. The hold loosened and Seb elbowed the man in the ribs doubling him over allowing Seb to get to his feet. Seb: My suit is ruined. Is this the way all pikeys treat Gentlemen? The second patron who almost choked Seb out was on his feet but he was groggily swaying too and fro. Like lightning Seb struck, his elbow cracked against the patron's jaw and the man crumpled to the floor. Seb: Well that was rather fun. I'm bored now and my suit is ruined so the bouncers at the strippers won't let me in... Thanks for that. The crowd disperesed and Seb made his way to the door backwards, making sure to keep his eyes on the angry mob in front of him. As he got to the door he pushed it open turned back towards the crowd then took a bow and a chair smashed off the wall above him. Seb: Bloody pikeys. He spat on the floor before making his way into the street, disappearing into the busy nightlife that bustled by...

You may aswell start turfing people left and right.. What went from show discussion turned into a bit of shit storm..

Well the good thing to come out of this is no one has told anyone to go kill themselves... Yet.

So it's you leaving lipstick marks on my cars exhaust pipe!? And no Seb this card, in the words of the Australian prime minister: that's a bloody outrage that is. That being said I'll be free for matches Wednesday night (AEST) if anyone wants a dm or something.

I post too many RP's lol, Tank ain't around so someone has to do it...

I guess you have one of those loyalty cards for the abortion clinic in case you're late? It wouldn't surprise me... :)

Facial hair takes time to grow... I miss the mo too, it'll be back one day though :) I'm still watching and reading the show so hopefully I'll be able to put a review together later.

And cactus is the orderly that is on diaper duty. Ha duty.

Yay turmoil!

I've heard of children referred to as fuck trophies but never fuck dumplings lol. Good read man.

Yea I fucked up big time for two matches happens when it's middle of the night. I've apologised to parties involved and from here on out shouldn't be a problem.

I wasn't aware that it was I that had broken fpr until this show was posted, I even asked after the match if it was ok by Him(SF1) and he told me it was fine. As for who fpr tested me: no one tested me. I joined and the next day the card came out with me vs B. I got trounced. You have me worried now because I did my turmoil match the day before this so I don't know what dramas can be dug out of that. All I can do now is apologise to skull face 1 I fucked up have been called on it now we can hopefully move on and talk about the other matches that took place.

Daaaayum! That's a messed up broad lol.

Because it's early in the am here I thought damn I've got to find the little bugger before bed lol.