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Post by Onslaught Six on May 7, 2005 9:46:24 GMT -5
An angry voicemail is left on Juan Hefe's machine.
"Yo, it's John Curry. I *demand* my rematch against Johnny Knockout, and as far as I can see, I'm the only one up there so far, so even if he declines an 'immediate' rematch, I'm still the first one to sign up. So your ass better give me a chance to get my goddamn title back, or there's gonna be hell to pay. LIFTOR-style."
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Post by Juan Hefe on May 7, 2005 21:44:33 GMT -5
Juan Hefe, coming home from a long night of beer drinking and oyster shucking, checks his answering machine for any messages. The display on it blinks an angry 1, so Hefe plays it and hears John Curry's angry voice. Juan Hefe takes off his well worn leather jacket, hangs it up on the coat tree and rubs the back of his neck.
"Well, this could become problematic...."
Hefe checks his watch and decides to make a quick phone call to his new champ, Johnny Knockout. The phone rings only once before Knockout answers.
"The Champ is here!"
Hefe smirks slightly at this before replying.
"Johnny, LIFTOR wants a rematch, but it's up to you Franchise. You want him to have it?"
Hefe waits for Knockout to answer before replying.
"Ah I see. Yeah, I can work with that. It'll be good to give him something else to do, burn off some of his frustrations... Ok, I'll let him know. Thanks Johnny."
Hefe hangs up and dials Ted Tsavales' phone number. The phone doesn't even ring before Ted answers.
"Boss? Everything alright?"
"Yeah Ted, but for this Friday's show, can you make sure you double the security contingent? I think LIFTOR's gonna come after me after he hears about his rematch demand."
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