Post by ❀ℋine 'ea❀ on Jun 8, 2013 21:20:12 GMT -5
The camera cuts on, revealing The Georgia Peach relaxed in the locker room.
“Hey, everybody. This is another vlog tonight starring you know who. The Georgia Peach herself. We’re getting ready for Primetime in a few hours. I already know that this show is going to be interesting, especially with the dirt I cooked up tonight of a special target.
So right now I’m just getting in the locker room, sharpening my nails, so I can scratch some bitches. Oh yeah, guess who just happened to stop by and say hello. Say hey hey to the camera, Kat. She's been a little more social since we last met her.”
While Morgan chuckles to the viewers, Katie can be seen in the background, not looking at the camera as she pretends to be boxing on a punching bag, throwing in a few kicks for extra measure.
"Yeah, hey hey, whatever. Say Peachy, do you wanna know why I keep messing with that poor little girl April? I think I know something you don't know."
"What don't I know? hmmmm. That the bitch is batshit crazy? A fucking looney tune character."
Taking a break from her practicing, Katie bends her head and smirks.
"True...but little April, I can tell that she has a little crush on someone, That being....her good friend Miss Starr. I mean come on, she's been humping her leg like a bitch ever since they "hooked up". Speaking of the idiot that I eliminated, please do something humiliating to that annoying Aussie, will you? She's so obnoxious that she's really starting to get on my nerves."
"You know I will, physically and mentally. She's not that hard to crack. She got to drinking like a camel when she lost that championship match, and now she's losing her friend, who was fake from the get-go anyways. The bitch got amped up behind her bisexual crew, and now she's losing them. Let's see how she does on her own."
Resting her arms behind her back, Katie takes a few large steps forward as she stands next to Morgan, patting her on the back.
"Hey, I'm bisexual too you know. And it sounds like I'm not the only one who knows something secret about April. Bet whatever you have in mind'll make an interesting story. I'd say good luck against your "opponent" Peachy, but honestly I doubt you'll need it. It's like how I have an itchy fist, and I'm gonna use April's face to relieve myself of it. And I'm sure with how much of a pain in the arse that Lise's been, you plan to relieve yourself of her face in your own kinda way."
"Don't worry about that. What you need to worry about is that match against Apeshit April."
I'm the same size as her but I'm deadlier, like I have to worry about her. Figure I'll play around with her a bit before I beat her. I know she's crazy enough to wanna fight me on her own, but do you want me in your corner in case she tries to help out her girlfriend?"
"Knowing those silly bitches, they will. They've pulled some tricks in the last matches, but two, or more like four, can play that game. I can throw dirty tricks harder than that. By the way everyone. You like the outfit that I'll be sportin' tonight?"
"Of course you have to kick some ass in style right? Kat thinks so."
Katie gives a passing glance at Morgan's attire briefly before leaning back on the wall near her.
"Fashion's not my thing, since I'm gonna be more pre-occupied with breaking AJ's nose, but I guess you're making whatever you're wearing work. So, knowing you and your humiliating tactics, I'm sure that's not the first time Lise'll be getting a full view of that thing after all the shit she's put you and Tia through, Peachy."
Well, folks. That's all for now. For all of the extra minutes of....me and the Queen Bee Mafia, check out Primetime on your televisions, or even get a ticket. You won't wanna miss the action this time. The tables will turn once I go out into the ring and snatch the Kentucky Derby outta her scalp. Oh, and my next comment goes to you two bitches. You know who you are. Don't get too comfortable tonight, because me and Kat are coming with a vengeance after the losses in Riot Control and out friend getting injured. You got your little whack ass attempt to blast people, but you don't know how a real bitch does it. Tonight will be that night. Now, bye bye, bitches.
“Hey, everybody. This is another vlog tonight starring you know who. The Georgia Peach herself. We’re getting ready for Primetime in a few hours. I already know that this show is going to be interesting, especially with the dirt I cooked up tonight of a special target.
So right now I’m just getting in the locker room, sharpening my nails, so I can scratch some bitches. Oh yeah, guess who just happened to stop by and say hello. Say hey hey to the camera, Kat. She's been a little more social since we last met her.”
While Morgan chuckles to the viewers, Katie can be seen in the background, not looking at the camera as she pretends to be boxing on a punching bag, throwing in a few kicks for extra measure.
"Yeah, hey hey, whatever. Say Peachy, do you wanna know why I keep messing with that poor little girl April? I think I know something you don't know."
"What don't I know? hmmmm. That the bitch is batshit crazy? A fucking looney tune character."
Taking a break from her practicing, Katie bends her head and smirks.
"True...but little April, I can tell that she has a little crush on someone, That being....her good friend Miss Starr. I mean come on, she's been humping her leg like a bitch ever since they "hooked up". Speaking of the idiot that I eliminated, please do something humiliating to that annoying Aussie, will you? She's so obnoxious that she's really starting to get on my nerves."
"You know I will, physically and mentally. She's not that hard to crack. She got to drinking like a camel when she lost that championship match, and now she's losing her friend, who was fake from the get-go anyways. The bitch got amped up behind her bisexual crew, and now she's losing them. Let's see how she does on her own."
Resting her arms behind her back, Katie takes a few large steps forward as she stands next to Morgan, patting her on the back.
"Hey, I'm bisexual too you know. And it sounds like I'm not the only one who knows something secret about April. Bet whatever you have in mind'll make an interesting story. I'd say good luck against your "opponent" Peachy, but honestly I doubt you'll need it. It's like how I have an itchy fist, and I'm gonna use April's face to relieve myself of it. And I'm sure with how much of a pain in the arse that Lise's been, you plan to relieve yourself of her face in your own kinda way."
"Don't worry about that. What you need to worry about is that match against Apeshit April."
I'm the same size as her but I'm deadlier, like I have to worry about her. Figure I'll play around with her a bit before I beat her. I know she's crazy enough to wanna fight me on her own, but do you want me in your corner in case she tries to help out her girlfriend?"
"Knowing those silly bitches, they will. They've pulled some tricks in the last matches, but two, or more like four, can play that game. I can throw dirty tricks harder than that. By the way everyone. You like the outfit that I'll be sportin' tonight?"
"Of course you have to kick some ass in style right? Kat thinks so."
Katie gives a passing glance at Morgan's attire briefly before leaning back on the wall near her.
"Fashion's not my thing, since I'm gonna be more pre-occupied with breaking AJ's nose, but I guess you're making whatever you're wearing work. So, knowing you and your humiliating tactics, I'm sure that's not the first time Lise'll be getting a full view of that thing after all the shit she's put you and Tia through, Peachy."
Well, folks. That's all for now. For all of the extra minutes of....me and the Queen Bee Mafia, check out Primetime on your televisions, or even get a ticket. You won't wanna miss the action this time. The tables will turn once I go out into the ring and snatch the Kentucky Derby outta her scalp. Oh, and my next comment goes to you two bitches. You know who you are. Don't get too comfortable tonight, because me and Kat are coming with a vengeance after the losses in Riot Control and out friend getting injured. You got your little whack ass attempt to blast people, but you don't know how a real bitch does it. Tonight will be that night. Now, bye bye, bitches.