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Post by Vertigo on Nov 11, 2005 16:17:27 GMT -5
"Hey John, it's Vertigo. Listen, are you planning on making any appearances. You are the NMHC Heavyweight Champion afterall. Please don't just sit at home with the belt. It's not like you have to defend it to have a match. So anyway, call me back. You know the number."
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Post by Onslaught Six on Nov 11, 2005 18:14:15 GMT -5
Curry picks up the hotel phone and dials the number.
"Vertigo? Yeah....Nothing. As usual. Anyway, as you know, I work other indy dates on Tuesdays normally. ROH and shit. Yeah. No, I haven't been taking the belt around. Or defending it. But I got nothing next week. Was planning on continuing my nomadic ways. Maybe picking up a few chicks and.....Yeah.......But if you want I can come in and make an appearance. Yeah. Alright. Bye."
He hangs up the phone and grabs his gym bag.
"More work. How am I gonna get laid if I'm always Tazplexing people, damn it?"
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