Post by The Bradley Clan on Apr 3, 2013 21:55:08 GMT -5
Breaking out his Flip camera for the first time in a while, Mike Bradley sits down at his home in Camden, Maine, ready to speak his mind on this week's Riot Control preview match.
“Welcome to the Mind of Meta, everyone! I know you’re eager to hear what I have to say, but first, let me take this moment to wish a happy birthday to my sister Danielle and my son Andrew. Two of the most important people in my life, born on the same day. Who woulda thunk? All right, enough of the pleasantries, on to business. Riot Control preview on Primetime this week? Excellent. Bunch of people to put on notice...”
"First, there's Genesis. So I woke up a monster, huh? Good. I'm glad. Because I want you to be awake. I want you to feel all the pain in the world when I kick your greasy ass over the top rope!"
"Then, there's Christopher Daniels. Oh, you basic bitch. First, you attack me at ringside, then you cost my sister her match, then... for some reason, we get on the same page? Yeah, consider yourself lucky I didn't swing that chair at you next. You're not going to be so lucky come Primetime."
“El Arrendajo Ariente.... Um...”
He pulls out his phone and types it into Google Translate.
“Doot doot doo, let’s see what we got here... hot.. jay? What the actual fuck? Am I supposed to be intimidated by this? Son, I will clip your wings and Toronto won’t be the only home to Jays falling from grace this year.”
“Hano Eiyu, the way we wield kendo sticks is like night and day. You may think there’s an art to it, but frankly, there’s nothing artsy about decapitating a motherfucker with one swing, and if you get in my way, I’ll be swinging for the fences with your head as the ball.”
"Double S? Man, I don't know where you came from, or what your name is supposed to stand for. Social Security? Super Soaker? Scotty Suckface? You're not a 'superior god,' you're a confused little boy who doesn't deserve to be in the running for the World Title. And when I send you flying over the top rope, you'll know who really deserves it!"
"And then... then there's the champion, AJ Styles. You know something, AJ, you're lucky I've been screwed out of my championship matches time and time again, because if we ever went face to face, you wouldn't be champion for long. Yes, you were one of my inspirations to get into wrestling. And yes, we've exchanged words before. But no, you're not better than me. And I can prove it tonight, and when I finally face you one-on-one for the title!"
“I think that covers it... if I left anybody out, don’t worry, you’re gonna be forgotten anyway, because I’ll be the one you’ll all remember after Primetime!”
And if you don’t know... now you know!
He smirks and shuts off the camera, then goes to the basement to work out.
