Cadryn, be serious; do you really think saying the same things again, but louder and with more bravado, is going to convince any of us that it's true? You're the #1 rated superstar? How? In what way? Paul Heyman has you ranked #14, and if you double check your views on the promos you release each week you're firmly in the middle of the pack... right where you should be with your .500 record.

Tell me again how old school you were. I remember you. You were what, 0-7? You quit because you didn't have what it took, and now a decade and a half later you show up and pretend that means something? Go ahead, show me what you did back then that was worth a damn, and maybe I'LL respect YOU. Tell me about the times YOU beat Steve Jason, Shane , Cyren, all those names I listed, I'll wait...






... that's what I fucking thought. You don't believe I did it? I'm telling you I did. You don't believe "90 wins"? I'm telling you too bad. You don't respect me for wearing a mask and I'm telling you I DON'T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOUR RESPECT! I CARE ABOUT YOUR TITLE!

So you tell me Cadryn, where do we go from here? Do you have anything new to throw my way or are you continue to pick out semantics while ignoring the overlying message? You lost a title this morning. You're about to lose another. Do you have anything to say about that, or do you want to keep pretending you're the best with no facts to back you up and ignore everything credible that I say by chalking it up to "hurr durr, it doesn't mean anything unless I know your name"?

I'm the guy that cleaned up Brian Harris, and made more in that night than you've made all year. I'm "Vinnys Bitch Boy" to you because we're working together, but the higher ups barely even know your name. You're a step on my ladder, and keep convincing yourself that you're my endgame.

Sit down.

Shut up.

Or at least come up with some new shit.

Pin.