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+ "The Cat" Ernest Miller + Floatin' like a butterfly, stingin' like a bee, I'm faster the Muhammed Ali, and I'll knock Saturn, Godfather, and Scott Hall's teeth outta their mouths just the same. This Thursday The Greatest 3-time World Tournament Karate Champion ever steps into the ring with 3 out of shape pigs, two talented wrestlers, and a mystery slob to affraid to show himself! The Coporate Hitmen are the finest faction the WCW has ever laid eye's on, and we'll show everybody that on Thursday, including you fat boy. {Points To The Camera Man}No body can stop the Coporate Hitmen, and no one can stop The Cat! + Ms. Jones + That's right baby. + "The Cat" Ernest Miller + Now, Godfather, if we are on opposing teams I'll knock your goofy ass out. Then when I'm done whooping you, I might go after your cheap 1 dollar and 25 cent hoes you got there! You may be a former World Heavyweight Champion, but you're no 3-Time Karate Champion. You'll get the beating of your life at the hands of the real deal of the WCW. You know what? You should start some Tae-bo, better yet, some Cat-Bo fat boy. You need to get your big goofy ass in shape Yogi Bear! Maybe I'll beat some fat off you, better yet, beat it all right out of you. I know you wish you could be like The Cat, but I'm sorry to inform you Yogi, but no one will ever be as great as The Cat. So when we step into that ring, the trampoling starts and I'll kick teeth down your throat and give you the beating of your life! So Yogi Bear, this Thursday put your food down for 15 minutes to be beat down. By the time I'm done kicking you around, you'll need to sip all that food through a straw. But, if we are on the same "team" then you just better stay out of my way because I'll beat you down just as if you weren't. You let me do all the ass-whoopin' because your goofy ass won't get it done like I would. Slobfather, play all the games you want, pretend to be all the people you want, but the games come to an end once I step into the ring. I'll dance all over your cookie crumb covered face even if we are partners becuase I'll beat you down just like I'll do to everyone else. When I dance my way into Greed, and I'll Dance my way out the WCW Heavyweight, whether I have to beat your fat ass again, or some other outta shape punk. Slobfather, you think pimpin' is hard? Well, I guess when your 100 pounds over your weight limit and about to bust out of your pants I would think it's hard. But when you're as fine as me, it;s just another day. You think you'll show me how hard Pimpin' really is? Yogi, Pimpin' Ain't hard, what you need to be worried about is how hard you'll fall after I hit you harder then if I ran you down with my '75 caddy! Slobfather, you don't know how hard kickin' around pudgy pimps is. But I'll shwo the World who the true pimp-daddy is, when I leave you lookin' like Play-dough you fat piece of trash! You come out every other night and run your mouth constantly. Well being as Great as I am I'll knock you out so you can finally shut up! Because you know what Slobfather? when you're just this great, you gotta be The Cat! ][ Ms. Jones gets The Cat a glass of water as he gulps it down and clears his throat. ][ + "The Cat" Ernest Miller + Onto Saturn. Beetlejuice you crossed-eyed freak. You don't deserve to hve that World Title around your waist. The Greatest should be the WCW World Heavyweight Champion. I just might whoop you so bad I'll un-cross your eyes pudgy! From your point of view, all four of me will whoop you around that cage from everyside. After a swift kick right to your head, there won't be a Beetlejuice to torment the fans with boring matches around anymore. There'll be more time for the person everybody wants to seem and everyone wants to be! No one wants to see an cross-eyed bald guy walk around claiming to be a Champ. When we all know that you're a just a Chump. Everybody would rather see the best dancer to grace the World, not you. There should just be an hour of WCW every Monday and Thursday just showing The Greatest. I'm so Great, that Thursday I'll leave you as a vegetable Chump. I'll show you why I am a Karate Champion, when I leave you broken bones and knocked out. It'll be just like rockin you to sleep, cuz I'll knock you out so quick you'll be dreaming the rest of the night. When you dream about lighting quick feet coming your way, you'll realize that you were knocked out by The Cat. The Greatest Karate Champion, and soon to be Greatest WCW World Heavyweight Champion Ever! Pudgy I don't know how you got to where you are today, being just a Bald headed, over weight, cross-eyed Cat wanna-be. I'll end your pitiful thing you call a career, but don't be ashamed, I'll whoop the entire Establishment if they try and go after me. That way you can all be equal losers, and all say you were left for dead by the real deal of WCW. Bring all the losers you want to try and help you out, but I'll kick their asses too, no one can beat me, no one! I'm just too good for all of you people who wish you were talented enough to be crowned a 3-Time Karate Champion, not too mention a better dancer then The King of Soul James Brown. I'll dance all over your face Beetlejuice, that belt doesn't deserve to be with a loser like you. You disgrace the World Title, you disgrace WCW. You disgrace the human race, I'd be embarressed to say I know you. So Beetlejuice, walk down to the ring, bring that World Heavyweight Chumpionship, because I'll take it from your hands and send you crying to your momma! But you know what Perry Saturn? You know what else, you talk too much. You gonna make me rip your small head off your big body, Beetlejuice! I don't care if you want to thank The Corporate Hitmen, we didn't intend to help you, just go after the Slobfather and Scott Hall. You should just stay quiet and go back to the eye doctor for some corrective surgery. Then maybe you'll be able to find you way to the ring without crashing into something. Just be ready, because I beat the chump right out of you Perry Saturn! I don't know where you came from, probably from Alabama or some hick state were your parents were related because how else could you come out as ugly as you are? You scare the little kids in the arena everytime you step out from behind the curtain, and probably the old wringly people too. I don't blame them, I don't think I'll be able to stand looking at you the whole match, you might just make me throw up you're so nasty. I better just knock your ugly us out as quick as I can so I can do us all a favor and send your ass back to Alabama. But there is still a chance that we will be on the same team Beetlejuice. If that does happen, then I'll just knock your ass out anyway I couldn't stand to be that close to you, some uglyness might rub off on me... Well who am I kidding, when you look as good as me nothing can possibly go wrong. But Perry Saturn I wouldn't need you, or anyone else on my team, because I could whoop the entire WCW if I had the chance! So either way, Thursday night you'll get whooped some way or another. ][ The Cat stands up and prepares to leave. ][ + "The Cat" Ernest Miller + Before I go, There's one more person I need to talk about, and that's Scott Hall or as I call him, Jerry Curl. Jerry Curl, you're an embarressment to wrestling too. You don't deserve to be in the same ring as a 3-Time Karate Champion. I'll whoop you, and your ditzy ho too, just because I'm a bad man. I'll humiliate you in fron tof the whole world, Jerry Curl, It's time to take you to school, not just any school, the school of ass-whoopings and I'm your teacher. First I'll teach you how to get kicked in the head, then how to be kicked some more, then a little more kicking before I teach you the final lesson. That being, to never mess with The Greatest. If you mess with The Greatest the only out come will be my foot hitting you in your mouth. You do not know how bad you can be beaten down until you go one on one with The Cat. Jerry Curl you better try and be as pretty as you can be, because when I'm through with you you'll be lucky to have all your curls in place, not mention your bones intact. This is the end for the U.S. Champion, you know what fat boy? I think I'll just take that belt after I'm through giving you the whooping your momma' never did. Now, that's all I got to say right now, so move out the way before I kick your ass too fat boy. ][ The Cat gets close to hitting the camera man, causing him to stumble away. The Cat then walks to the parking lot and opens the doors to his '75 Caddy. The scence concludes with The Cat and Ms. Jones Driving Away. ][ Part Two: The Dance Club |