Title: Beer Drinking and Fighting is my thing - Shockwave

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Date Posted：12/22/2011 4:17 PMCopy HTML -A new place, a new face. That is what PWT is to Randy Williams. A straight Southern man, who is into nothing but drinking beer, and fighting on a nightly basis. He doesn’t care if it’s a bar fight. Street Fight, whatever as long as he can clobber someone with his hard hitting fists and his glass budweiser bottle. He has come here to give himself this bigger image than before. One where he can express himself without being PG rated like some companies out there. His name will soon be in lights, you just wait and see- (In the corner of the room is a coffee table. Sitting on it, is copies of pro wrestling illustrated. On the cover is some familiar faces. The room is dark, except for the lit tree, which is blinking bright red,blue, green and yellow colors. Sitting next to that tree in blue jeans, and a t-shirt is none other than the newcomer Randy Williams. He has been seen going through current and past promo’s. Watching old shockwaves, so he could see what he is up against. His long hair covers his face, as he slides on his cowboy hat and grabs his beer.) This is no ordinary redneck here. I come from the south and I represent the rebel nation where all we do it sit around, have a good time every day and drink beer. Hell I even come to the ring drunk half the fucking time. But what my opponents, and the management thinks about me, I could care less. Since I am my own man, and can handle my beer so hey life is peachy isn’t it? (Randy smirks as we continue) Now, for those who are going to say that us as rednecks are those who are like the video game mother truckers. That we like to have sex with our cousins. Please you idiots. For those of you who don’t know, its your mothers or sisters, aunts we are actually fucking here. So don’t get too damned uptight, cause your family members sure ain’t. (Randy takes a drink of his beer) Now, for this James Tsunami guy. I have heard of you before. It seems you have been on a hot streak. Well allow me to be the man to cool you right the hell off. See son, I don’t come out here opening my mouth and saying how great I am. I’ll come out to the ring, kick your ass and show it to the world on how great I am. Son, you got the worst draw of your life. Sorry about your bad luck. (Randy shakes his head and drinks some more beer) James, I got to give you credit. I watched some of your matches and your an impressive guy. But to tell you the truth, you ain’t got the gift son. Hell, if things don’t go my way, i’ll just have to turn it around. I do things my way son. Not the way the system wants me to play the game. I’m the enemy who infiltrates your enemy line. Not afraid to step over the boundaries to get the job done. Fight for everything, and then turn around and go home, laughing all the way after you just got your ass whipped. (Randy fixes his hat on his head as he finishes off his beer) 23 more of these sons a bitches to go. Then i’ll have to get into my truck and go get some more. (Randy smirks as he pops the top to another one) Be prepared James. For I am not just someone from around the block. For I am a true and dedicated man, who loves to fight, and drink beer.  I’m no walk in the park. Son, you have been given your last rights!! (Randy takes his bottle of beer, and the rest of the case he has, He then laughs loudly as the scene fades)