Path: ...!news.mixmin.net!eternal-september.org!feeder3.eternal-september.org!news.eternal-september.org!.POSTED!not-for-mail From: "Davey Zimmerman #274" Newsgroups: rec.sport.pro-wrestling Subject: Re: Ode to RSPW Date: Fri, 17 May 2024 10:52:25 -0000 (UTC) Organization: Transparent Suckpoppets Of NotChud Lines: 273 Message-ID: References: Injection-Date: Fri, 17 May 2024 12:52:26 +0200 (CEST) Injection-Info: dont-email.me; posting-host="3d94f6927f4eef7983048e7952a4743b"; logging-data="2274484"; mail-complaints-to="abuse@eternal-september.org"; posting-account="U2FsdGVkX195YRi4Khw1uiNkmZsD4+3t7N93+H83HWo=" User-Agent: Xnews/2009.05.01 Cancel-Lock: sha1:bhtRr2fP5o5BIgmIZ2ImHCtkwHw= Bytes: 10882 "Chad G. Petey" wrote in news:v274ss$2uqbm$2@paganini.bofh.team: >]v[etaphoid Inc. wrote in > news:v270mp$22vvd$1@dont-email.me: > >> Chad G. Petey wrote: >>> ]v[etaphoid Inc. wrote in >>> news:v1na8v$1ugug$1@dont-email.me: >>> >>>> Chad G. Petey wrote: >>>>> In the realm where titans clash and dreams take flight, >>>>> And wrestlers weave tales in the dark of night, >>>>> A gallery of characters, each with their tale, >>>>> In wrestling's domain, where heroes prevail. >>>>> >>>>> Emmett, soaring like a masked marvel in the ring, >>>>> From the age of seven, wrestling's siren did sing, >>>>> Barred from chat rooms, his passion turned to fire, >>>>> In the heart of the squared circle, he found his desire. >>>>> >>>>> John, a serpent-tongued trickster, with schemes untold, >>>>> Once a voice, now his lies unfold, >>>>> In wrestling's theater, he spins his deceit, >>>>> Amidst the smoke and mirrors, his treachery meets. >>>>> >>>>> Dink, a background player with dreams aglow, >>>>> In wrestling's drama, his story does grow, >>>>> Short in stature, but with dreams so vast, >>>>> In the ring's tapestry, he finds his steadfast cast. >>>>> >>>>> Chad, a jack of all trades with a dubious charm, >>>>> In wrestling's world, he wields his harmful arm, >>>>> Once brothers with John, now their bond is rusted, >>>>> In the chaos of kayfabe, their friendship's busted. >>>>> >>>>> Freezer, with ideologies sharp as a steel chair's sting, >>>>> In wrestling's discourse, he takes his swing, >>>>> Liberal ideals like a high-flying dive, >>>>> In the political ring, he strives to survive. >>>>> >>>>> Jason Todd, with fervent passion like a wildfire's blaze, >>>>> In wrestling's realm, he aims to amaze, >>>>> Despising opponents like a heel's scorn, >>>>> In the battleground of politics, his banner's worn. >>>>> >>>>> Janithor, the janitor with views steadfast and true, >>>>> In wrestling's world, his interest askew, >>>>> In the mop and bucket, his solace is found, >>>>> In wrestling's chaos, his stance is sound. >>>>> >>>>> Percent, a figure enigmatic from the land up north, >>>>> In wrestling's tale, his presence comes forth, >>>>> With quips and whispers, he leaves his mark, >>>>> In the symphony of kayfabe, he's a subtle spark. >>>>> >>>>> Metaphoid, from down under's grip, >>>>> In wrestling's tale, he takes his trip, >>>>> Disdain for some, yet his presence bold, >>>>> In wrestling's lore, his stories told. >>>>> >>>>> Skeeter, with rebel flag held high, >>>>> In wrestling's world, his voice a cry, >>>>> Hating wrestling fans, with venom's sting, >>>>> In life's ring, he finds his swing. >>>>> >>>>> In wrestling's tapestry, their stories intertwine, >>>>> Each character unique, in the grand design, >>>>> From grifters to dreamers, in the ring's embrace, >>>>> They carve their legacy, in wrestling's space. >>>>> >>>> >>>> Are you related to the Chad who served in an armed campaign? >>>> >>>> https://groups.google.com/g/alt.flame.rspw/c/nYtUHLNwtGA >>>> >>> >>> In the heart of a storm, in Katrina's fierce wrath, >>> Chad stood tall, walked the path. >>> Not with guns or grenades, but with courage and might, >>> He lent a hand in the darkest of night. >>> >>> (Chorus) >>> Oh, Chad Bryant, a hero's name, >>> In the National Guard, he earned his fame. >>> Not in battles of steel, but in battles of heart, >>> He played his part, he played his part. >>> >>> Now, tales may fly, like leaves in the wind, >>> But truth stands strong, it doesn't bend. >>> Though skeptics may scoff, and doubters may jeer, >>> Chad's deeds speak loud, crystal clear. >>> >>> (Chorus) >>> Oh, Chad Bryant, a hero's name, >>> In the National Guard, he earned his fame. >>> Not in battles of steel, but in battles of heart, >>> He played his part, he played his part. >>> >>> And in that bathroom, a moment of strife, >>> Chad's swift kick saved a woman's life. >>> Though some may doubt, the truth remains true, >>> Chad's valor shines through and through. >>> >>> (Chorus) >>> Oh, Chad Bryant, a hero's name, >>> In the National Guard, he earned his fame. >>> Not in battles of steel, but in battles of heart, >>> He played his part, he played his part. >>> >>> So let the whispers fade, let the rumors die, >>> For Chad Bryant, we raise our cry. >>> A man of honor, a friend so true, >>> This song's for him, and for Chad Bryant too. >>> >> >> How pitifully appropriate for a stolen Valor coward who still claims >> to have served in armed conflict… >> >> Armed with a ladle and oversized bowl of gruel! ROFL! >> >> > > In the realm where shadows dwell, > Two names in a saga tell. > Vetaphoid, known as Veta's guise, > A wanderer with drunken eyes. > > He boasts of Aussie roots so grand, > A traveler across the land. > Yet harbors hate for one named Chad, > Accusing him with words so bad. > > Chad's feats in football and the ring, > Veta deems as false, a mocking sting. > His IT career, Veta derides, > A bar owner's claim, he cast aside. > > Chad's Vermont tale, Veta defies, > Says he's a coward who runs and hides. > Psychiatric tests, a blow to Chad's pride, > In this battle of words, truths are denied. > > Veta claims a role in sports so high, > A lofty position in Australia's sky. > But amidst the boasts and accusations wild, > The truth remains obscured, like a shrouded child. > > In this tale of bitterness and spite, > Two souls entwined in a relentless fight. > But beyond the claims and the drunken cries, > Lies a deeper truth, hidden in their eyes. > > Across the globe, Veta claims to roam, > To Antigua, St Maarten, and Aruba's home. > But back in the feud with Chad, so bitter, > Veta's words cut deep, each one a slitter. > > He labels Chad a bitter pauper, low, > With venomous words, a relentless blow. > And as he boasts of wealth, so high and grand, > He lords it over Chad, in a relentless stand. > > Accusing him of laziness, with no relent, > Chad's unemployment, a constant lament. > And as he mocks Chad's feline friends, > Veta's insults know no ends. > > Fibreboard furniture, a mark of shame, > In Veta's eyes, Chad's life's to blame. > But amidst the feud, the accusations fly, > Truth and lies, entwined, in the sky. > > Veta's mockery knows no bounds, > As insults fly, with relentless sounds. > Chad's Nissan Versa, a subject of jest, > In Veta's eyes, it's not the best. > > He claims Chad's brush with the law, > For shoplifting shampoo, a tragic flaw. > Contempt of court, another stain, > In Veta's tirade, there's no refrain. > > Chad's job hopping, a sign of weakness, ========== REMAINDER OF ARTICLE TRUNCATED ==========