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Αχ Ελλαδα Σ'αγαπω
(Οh, Greece I Love You)
Ah, Greece! What a fucking wonderful country. I legit loved being here, it was one of the very few countries that I could actually see myself living in, definitely. I looked around at all of the tourists, all of the people who lived her, kids running around, couples holding hands, enjoying the sights, and loners just walking around and having a good time on their own, somehow. I nodded my head, this was the fucking life. The weather was damn near perfect, not too hot, not too cold, no wind, no clouds, no humidity… why couldn’t the weather be this way back in Vegas? Don’t get me wrong, Vegas was nice, it was always sunny and shit… but the sun here, it was different, everything here is different, even the air, it’s much more fresh. I loved being in this country, I wish every show could have been held here during this tour. I smirk as Kaelin and I walk up to a Gyro stand, one of many along the streets of Athens… not like your typical disgusting hot dog or burger stand that you might find in America on the streets… the stands on the streets here actually had top fucking quality food, it’s almost mind boggling. The man who was behind the stand looked at me, and in Greek he began to speak to me.
â€Î“εια σας, πώς μποÏÏŽ να σας βοηθήσω?â€
(Hi, how can I help you?)
â€ÎœÏ€Î¿ÏοÏμε να Îχουμε δÏο σουβλάκια με πίτα και δÏο γÏÏος?â€
(Can we have two souvlaki sandwiches with pita bread, and two gyros?)
Kaelin stared at me with a questioned look on his face. I kind of just ignored him as I continued to speak to the man behind the Gyro stand, making sure that he got our order right… and then remembering, that Kaelin had to try a Mythos beer, one of… if not the best beers you can find in Europe.
â€ÎšÎ±Î½Îνα Ï€Ïόβλημα, τίποτα άλλο?â€
(Not a problem, anything else?)
â€ÎšÎ±Î¹ δÏο μπÏÏες Mythos.â€
(And two Mythos beers)
â€AμÎσωςâ€
(Right Away)
As he says this, he hands us our two Mythos beers, we each grab one and cheers each other, taking a refreshing sip of the Stella Artois like beer and nodding our heads. It was one of my personal favorites when in Greece, plus the fact that you could get a 5 star Gyro sandwich basically anywhere on the street here in Athens. I looked at Kaelin who looked a bit confused. He took another sip of his beer and then looked up at me, still startled with confusion.
â€What the fuck dude...â€
â€What? What’s wrong?â€
I ask him with a questioned look on my face now, he looked like someone just told him the biggest lie of his life, and I was honestly just as confused as him. Why did he just react so shocked? Does he not like the beer? Because if he doesn’t like Mythos, I am honestly going to have to break my bottle right over his head, because this shit right here is where it is at. I arch an eyebrow, awaiting his reply as he pauses for a second, thinking and then finally blurts out a question… apparently what shocked him so much.
â€You speak Greek?!â€
â€Uh, yeah...â€
â€So the Greek background shit isn’t a lie?â€
Why did everyone always think everything was a lie? I mean, maybe it was a bit exaggerated, but I did have a Greek background, well… somewhere. Wow, when he asked me if I speak Greek, it was like he just met me all over again, he looked at me like he didn’t even know me. I guess it is a bit of a shock when your best friend starts speaking a language you’ve never heard them speak. Kind of like when Kaelin kept trying to speak and sing karaoke in Swedish a few weeks back. I shook my head, trying to answer his question about my background.
â€No dude, my Grandfather was like 15 percent Greek or something.â€
â€No shit! And he taught you how to speak Greek?!â€
What the fuck? Who the hell even said anything about my Grandfather even teaching me anything? I just said that he was Greek, I never said he was the reason I learned to speak Greek, wait… did I? Now I was confused as well, as confused as Kaelin was. I ran my hand back through my hair, still feeling confused as I arched an eyebrow at Kaelin and responded to his question.
â€What? No… I never even met the guy.â€
â€Okay now I am lost. How the hell did you learn to speak Greek then, and apparently fluently too?â€
Oh man, I felt like I was being arrested and Kaelin was the Athens Police Department or something, like it was a crime that I fucking knew how to speak Greek. I took a sip from my bottle of Mythos, which was now half empty. I looked up at the gorgeous sky, why the fuck couldn’t America have weather this nice? Legit, the only Country I enjoy here in Europe… well, not the only one… but one of the few.
â€Well for one I always liked Greece whenever I did a tour here, one of my favorite places. It’s gorgeous: the bitches are sexy, a little hairy, but sexy… the beaches are amazing, crystal clear water… and their food is just fucking great.â€
â€Okay, still not getting to the point… you speak Greek how?â€
I shake my head, why the fuck was he so interested in finding out how I speak Greek? Ugh, people are so fucking nosy, I swear.
â€Well you see, all of the things I just mentioned, plus the fact that Greeks invented anal sex… I felt I owed it to them to learn their language… so I did.â€
â€You learned their language because they invented anal sex?â€
I shrugged a shoulder, he asked me the question like it was a horrible reason or something… it’s obviously an amazing reason, who wouldn’t want to learn Greek because of anal sex? I nodded my head, quickly replying to his question.
â€Yeah, I love fucking bitches in the ass… who wouldn’t dedicate learning a whole language to someone who invented something that they enjoy so much?â€
â€I guess…. wait! Didn’t Greeks invent anal sex with little boys?â€
He went from completely calm to his eyes shooting open like a child on Christmas morning when he asked me this question… it almost seemed as if he had some kind of little boy fetish, judging by how excited he got. I shake my head, rolling my eyesâ€
>â€Uh, yeah but I still respect that they invented it...â€
â€Oh… hold up, when you say you respect that...â€
Once again, he pauses for a second and then creepily questions me, which was starting to make me question him, and why he was so interested in the whole anal sex with the little boys thing…
â€I fuck girls in the ass, not little boys… don’t even go there.â€
I shake my head, running my hand back through my hair as I took another sip of my beer and the man that was working the Gyro/Souvlaki stand yelled out to us. Our food seemed to be done as he placed a bag that contained four sandwiches in it on the stand in front of him. Only in Greece was food from a fucking stand in the street this good, I couldn’t wait to rip into this food and then maybe find me a nice Greek girl, preferably not too hairy… and do the great Greek anal sex with her.
â€Î£Î±Ï‚ ευχαÏιστώ, όλα Ï„Îλεια.â€
(Thank you, all perfect)
Kaelin waves his hand in the air as I grab the bag, and blurts out something… apparently this idiot knows some Greek too, but has no idea what he is saying…
â€Î“αμω το μουνι της μάνας σου, μαλάκα!â€
(I fuck your mom’s pussy, jerkoff.)
He did not just say that… the man behind the food stand instantly turned red, his blood pressure had to be nearing boiling point… Kaelin just picked a horrible choice of words and I quickly grabbed him by the shoulder of his shirt, and began to drag him away like a little kid, lightly talking into his ear as we walk, the tone in my voice… obviously not very happy.
â€Why? And where the fuck did you learn that…?â€
â€I asked this nice Greek little kid how to say “thank you for the food, sir.†And then I repeated what he said, why… what is so bad about that?!â€
I shake my head, you can never fucking trust little Greek kids, they are all a bunch of spoiled, troublemaking brats. I continue walking, luckily we didn’t just get a Gyro butcher knife straight to our fucking eyes because of what this idiot said.
â€Why? Because that is not what you just fucking said...â€
â€Huh? What did I say?â€
â€Just keep walking, idiot… and don’t trust little Greek kids, ever.â€
Years ago they may have been trained to be soldiers, in a very unorthodox way, as Kaelin and I mentioned earlier… but nowadays? They are little shits with no manners at all, and it seemed as if they behaved worse and worse each and every time I came to the country. But I knew one thing, we had some bomb ass Gyros and Souvlaki sandwiches in this bag I was holding, and I couldn’t fucking wait to get back to our hotel and smash on some of this food. I hope Kaelin knows I was planning to eat all four of these… eh, nah… maybe I will let him have one, or if he’s lucky, one of each. I smirked as we continued to walk, making our way towards our hotel… man, I fucking love Greece.
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Shit Started Pretty Interesting
When I joined SCW… a lot was said. Many doubted, many made rumors, many talked behind my back, and a few even had the balls to say things to my face. I heard everything, everything from “he will fail miserably at an attempt to return to the ring,†to “he will quit once something starts going south.†The typical shit talk you hear in this business, shit that I have heard from day one since I stepped my foot in and something that I feel I will honestly hear forever, well.. at least until I retire one day, if that ever happens.
The Dick Lick Clique
They were the first to jump on and talk shit about Andrew Watts, why? Because back 5 years ago when I was at the top of my game, winning Championships, making headlines in PWO, EWF, AOWF, and everywhere else I made headlines… well Caleb Houston and JT Midas, they were making asses out of themselves, just starting out in the business, and doing nothing but losing, running away, quitting, crying when things weren’t going their way, and then disappearing like a magic act. Go figure, they seem to have not changed one bit over 5 years, because they did the same exact thing here, now didn’t they?
And It Is Quite Funny
Because that is exactly what those two clowns claimed that I would do. They had this instant interest in me ever since I signed my contract here, which was kind of funny, because I honestly had no interest whatsoever in them… but they just kind of brought in on themselves to make me interested. All they talked about in their promos was me, shit… you heard the name Andrew Watts and heard them bad mouthing me more in their shoots than you fucking did their actual opponents… it’s almost as if they had some kind of weird obsession with me, actually not almost if… they DID. I finally got my hands on one of them when I faced JT Midas in the Blast from the Past tournament, and go figure… just like we all knew would happen, he failed, and he took his buddy Caleb who apparently got run over by a car in a hit and run, and man I hope that really happened because that cunt bag deserved it… but anyways, he took the road kill and ran on to that federation that scraps up the scum from every other company, No Pride Pros, or Fried Pros or whatever it is called. It is just so cute… everything Caleb and JT said about me, everything they claimed that I would do, all of the shit that they talked… well they went along and did all of it themselves, go figure. Hashtag, idiots… hashtag, hypocrites… hashtag, thank God they are finally out of SCW.
I Think The Doubts Can Be Forgotten Now
I have proved them all wrong… one- I made my comeback after 5 years of being out, and I did it pretty fucking good,, obviously. Two- I didn’t run away or leave like Mr. Midas and Mrs. Houston claimed I would do, I am pretty damn sure that I am still here, unlike those two idiots who enjoy to pack things up and leave when they start to get a little bit pressured, or a little bit of heat from the fans. Three- look at me now, what am I doing? I am the 2015 Blast from the Past tournament winner, I am on an undefeated streak of 9 straight wins, and I have never even been close to being pinned in the SCW, and of course.. I am the fucking Number One Contender for the SCW Heavyweight Championship… pretty damn sure I am doing just fine if you ask me, so to everyone who doubted, to everyone who talked shit, and to… well, basically everyone, I think you can all suck it dry, because I am the new man to beat in SCW, I am the one with the bullseye on his back, and I sure as hell… am the Renegade, and this is the Renegades era, the Andrew Watts Era.
This Week Brings Another EASY Challenge
Go figure, once again I am thrown into something that the SCW staff and officials think will be a tough time, they book me against R.O.A.R. A legendary and veteran SCW Tag Team, one of the best Tag Teams in the history of SCW, one of the teams to beat, one of the toughest teams that there is in SCW today. Well let me just say something here… if R.O.A.R. is a tough ass tag team, a legendary team, and a team to beat in the SCW… then the SCW has some major problems, and really need to up the talent in their Tag Team division. Because I have seen R.O.A.R. in action, and they are garbage, they look like they belong in the circus if anything, but definitely not in the ring, not in an SCW ring, and most of all… not in the ring with Andrew Watts, it’s almost insulting to me.
They Haven’t Even Accomplished Shit
R.O.A.R. have been this so called Tag Team in SCW for so long, such veterans here and they have done so much. Well, really? Why the fuck do they only have one total Title to their name after so many years here in SCW? One Roulette Championship reign? And it only lasted about a month and a half, wow… talk about a lot of accomplishments, a fucking dominant Tag Team that has never even held the Tag Team Championships. Last I checked R.O.A.R. got dominated in a Tag Team Championship match against Dying Breed, who honestly… is another trash Tag Team, especially considering Dying Breed lost the Championships to a couple of douchebags named the Surf Boyz or something a couple of weeks later… do these guys know it’s not the 90s anymore? It’s not cool to have the word boyz or boys in your name anymore, and if you do… people will think strange things about you, questionable…
So It’s All Said And Done
Not only have the circus clowns accomplished nothing, but they are going to be matched up against not only me, the undefeated Number One Contender for the World Championship who basically has no limit, other than the sky, and then some. But they will also be going against the other half of the Renegades, the other co-founder of the REJECTS and of course, the SCW Roulette Champion, who already has a longer reign than the Striped Tiger did, Alex mother fucking Kaelin. I mean, come on… lets be honest here, we have two garbage wannabe wrestlers, against two of the best wrestlers who have ever stepped in the ring. This match will be nothing but total dominance, and I think everybody knows that. You guys call yourselves tigers, but we all know what tigers really are… they’re nothing but a couple of pussies. Roar all you want, but in the end... it's Andrew Watts who will roar louder. I just hope you're ready, because it’s Highlight time, bitches.
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