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12/6/2010:
There's nothing better than a fresh cut piece of timber.
All I've ever done is try to prove...try to prove that I can hang with anyone...anywhere...in anything.
I proved that to Brodie. A Big Rig. The toughest man in CHIKARA. I opened his eyes when I beat Dasher in Hamden,
and now, at last, he sees me as his equal. I'm not a joke. I'm not a weak link. I chop the competition down. I topple timbers.
You found out for yourself, Dasher. I am not to be messed with. Make your little short jokes all day, laugh it up. The Roughnecks left you laying in Easton last month.
Sugar Dunkerton wants to talk tougher than a pine in November!!! Talk is cheap. We left Dasher and his
bat-boy fouled out in Philly, where The Roughnecks rule.
Something new has sprouted. Meaner, nastier and faaaaar more dangerous than ever before. You can tell by the look in my eyes - or the grin on Brodie's face.
December 12 in Reading, PA...we leave The Throwbacks splintered into tiny pieces.
GR
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