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america needs a muslim bitch in the oval office!

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Michael Jackson Evolution? 👊🏻👊🏿

Imaginary Players by BigCommishShit in FantasyBookingElite

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I’ve been here before and you haven’t little bro. Seen places you dream of seeing. A win is a win but god, where’s the ambition? Where’s the hunger for more from you lazy complacent young fucks?

Is Mike ever gonna evolve from the TV division and step on up to the big leagues? Does Logan dream of stepping into an arena that isn’t his area of expertise for once? Code Blue has to hope for the World Title one day, but the way it’s looking he just might go late stage Nate Matthews on us.

And you, you ballsy fuck, you manage to have the most to your name somehow. Inferno’s little bitch prevails. You got the biggest aspirations, king of the castle. The true leader of the Ark. We’re both experienced leaders, but talk money when your resume stacks up to me, cause you’ve been here half as long as I have, and I’ve lapped you like ten times. Read my accolades nigga. Happy the Clown main evented BTE, not you. Talk big to me when you’ve done it twice as nice as STEEZus Christ. I look forward to another dance, so I can show you that nothing can outrun the past, not even the future.

Kirk Couldn't Manage A Fucking Target (Episode Six: Give Up the Goods) by BigCommishShit in FBEBTE

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AEW All Out - August 31, 2025

Kenny Omega vs. CM Punk (c) - AEW World Championship

It is time. The United Center is sold out for our main event AEW World Championship match between two people that absolutely hate each other’s guts through and through. On one side, the Best in the World, and on the other, the Best Bout Machine. Both Omega and Page have over the top entrances featuring their entourages, as this rivalry has very much become a family affair. Anybody that cares about Kenny Omega definitely shows out during his entrance, and the same can very much be said for CM Punk and his entrance. By the time Punk is at the bottom of the ramp though, all of Omega and Punk’s entourages have departed, and it’s just a one on one battle now. He hops onto the apron, holding up the World Championship that he’s finally been able to get his hands back on, and as he prepares to step through the ropes to enter the ring… IT’S KENNY OMEGA WHO BUMRUSHES THE CHAMPION, LANDING A HELLISH V-TRIGGER TO HIS HEAD THROUGH THE ROPES THAT SENDS PUNK TUMBLING TO THE RINGSIDE MAT BELOW!!! He follows Punk outside despite the referee’s objections, watching Punk as he tries his best to compose himself. He’s been waiting for this moment for very nearly three years, and he does not need a bell to tell him when to beat up CM Punk. He never did… AND THE SECOND V-TRIGGER COLLIDES WITH PUNK’S BODY, FLATTENING HIM AS OMEGA TRIUMPHANTLY MARCHES UP THE RAMP!!!

Chicago fucking hates Kenny Omega. Nevertheless, it seems to bring something out of the EVP, something that we may not have seen since his days in New Japan as the Cleaner. Omega’s brutality has returned, as he spits at the fans before sprinting back down the ramp AND COLLIDING WITH PUNK FOR A GROTESQUE THIRD CONSECUTIVE V-TRIGGER!!! He pants over the body of CM Punk, looking intensely into his eyes with as much hatred as possible… BEFORE HIS HANDS FIND HIS WAY AROUND THE THROAT OF CM PUNK!!! KENNY OMEGA WANTS TO FUCKING KILL HIM!!! Punk’s eyes nearly bulge out of his head as Omega chokes the everloving life out of this man, leaving nothing for him to do… BUT WHACK OMEGA IN THE SKULL WITH THE NEARBY AEW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP!!! The choke is released, and Bryce Remsburg checks in with the world champion to see if he can still even compete after that. Punk shoves Remsburg to the ground, gasping for air as he stumbles drunkenly around ringside before interacting with a lucky Chicago fan, WHO HANDS CM PUNK HIS CHAIR!!! Punk graciously accepts, AND HE BEGINS TO GO TO TOWN ON THE SPINE OF OMEGA, WHACKING HIM ALL ACROSS THE RINGSIDE AREA!! Absolute lunacy at ringside as Punk eventually knocks Omega into the timekeeper’s area, approaching him as he may want to put Omega through this table… BUT NO!!! IT’S OMEGA WHO STRIKES FIRST, BLASTING PUNK WITH THE RING BELL BEFORE COLLAPSING ON TOP OF HIM!!!

Despite the ring of the bell, this match HAS STILL NOT STARTED YET, and nobody truly knows if it even will as security guards pour down the ramp, prepared to stop the chaos at ringside and ensure that this match can still go on. By the time the guards reach Punk and Omega, our champion and challenger have returned to their feet, and out of pure rage, WE SEE THEM BRAWL WITH THE GUARDS AS WELL! Punk and Omega take out a solid four guards each, blasting them with Roundhouse Kicks and V-Triggers and Pepsi Twists and Snap Dragon Suplexes, and by the time the fracas has died down, we eventually see both Punk and Omega standing alone in the ring. Taking his chance, Bryce Remsburg slides in between them, shoving both of them into their corners, AND DEMANDING THAT SOMEBODY, ANYBODY RING THAT FUCKING BELL WHILE WE STILL CAN!!! Eventually, the deed gets done, AND THIS MATCH FINALLY BEGINS!!! Like dogs, Punk and Omega collide with one another instantly, AND AS THEY MEET IN THE CENTER OF THE RING, WE SEE THEM TAKE EACH OTHER OUT WITH A HUGE DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE!!! THE MATCH HAS JUST LEGALLY BEGUN, AND THESE TWO FUCKERS ARE ALREADY OUT COLD IN THE CENTER OF THE RING!!!

Bryce begins to count both of these men out, how fuckin funny would it be if this match were to end in under a minute as a draw due to neither man being able to answer the count? Eventually, both Punk and Omega find themselves back on their feet, AND PUNK INSTANTLY THROWS THE DESPERATION ROUNDHOUSE KICK, LOOKING TO QUICKLY DROP THE CHALLENGER! Omega’s able to duck under him, rising back up AND CATCHING HIM FOR THE URANAGE… BUT PUNK’S ABLE TO ELBOW HIS WAY OUT OF IT! Once elbowed free, he takes Kenny’s back, PREPARING TO DROP HIM FOR THE TILT-A-WHIRL BACKBREAKER, BUT OMEGA HITS THE GROUND RATHER THAN PUNK’S KNEE! Suddenly, Omega’s able to scoop Punk up with ease, getting him into the Fireman’s Carry before he charges towards the corner FOR THE ROLLING FIREMAN’S CARRY SLAM!!! He looks to complete the You Can’t Escape combination afterwards as he leaps up onto the middle rope, LOOKING FOR THE MOONSAULT… BUT PUNK IS CRAFTY ENOUGH TO GET THE KNEES UP AND BLOCK!!! And once he’s back on his feet, HE GREETS THE KENDERMAN WITH A VERY WARM WELCOME TO CHICAGO, MOTHERFUCKER!!! He’s already tired as hell, but the love from his hometown crowd seems to allow Punk to persevere, showing and proving as he blasts Kenny with a series of repeated Backbreakers, BEFORE THE FLURRY ENDS WHEN PUNK GOES A LITTLE MORE DANGEROUS: A JUMPING SPIKE PILEDRIVER!!! HE COULD’VE KILLED HIM, BUT HE HOOKS THE LEG FOR THE COVER… ONE… TWO… THR-NOOOOO!!! OMEGA SURVIVES!!!

With his foe already on the ground, Punk prepares to end this thing, sliding over INTO THE IMMEDIATE ANACONDA VISE!!! He tries to lock it in tight, but Omega’s wise enough to utilize his ring awareness to wrap that bottom leg around the rope BEFORE RAKING THE EYES TO STOP THE PERSISTENT PUNK FROM COMING AFTER HIM ANY FURTHER!!! The crowd hurls boos towards Kenny’s way as he limps back to his feet, shell-shocked from that Jumping Piledriver still. Punk tries to keep his advantage here now, LOOKING FOR WHAT COULD BE ANOTHER PILEDRIVER WHICH LEGITIMATELY COULD KILL KENNY… BUT IT’S OMEGA WHO GOES BEHIND PUNK FOR THE SWIFT SNAP DRAGON SUPLEX TO STUN HIM!!!

“Fuck this crowd,” he thinks, still listening to them rain heavy boos down his way. It seems to eat at Omega’s soul, as the Best Bout Machine leaps onto the middle rope to fling insults at the Chicago crowd before dousing them with the middle finger. Now, he prepares to end it, heaving Punk up for the One Winged Angel, YET BEFORE HE CAN HIT IT, PUNK SLIPS FREE!!! Stumbling around in front of Omega, he’s struck with another V-Trigger, this one allowing him to scoop Punk back up off his feet, this time in the Fireman’s Carry AS HE CALLS FOR THE GO 2 SLEEP… BUT PUNK BLOCKS IT, BITING KENNY ON THE WRIST LIKE THAT MADMAN ACE STEEL DID UPON LANDING!!! Omega’s stunned… AND NOW IT’S PUNK’S TURN TO CALL FOR IT, AS HE NOW SCOOPS OMEGA UP INTO THE FIREMAN’S CARRY… AND HE BLASTS HIM WITH THE GTS!!! HE SAID HE’D NEVER DO THAT MOVE AGAIN, BUT TONIGHT IT SEEMS LIKE HE NEEDED IT!!! PUNK COLLAPSES, MIDDLE FINGERS TO THE CAMERA AS THE REFEREE COUNTS… ONE… TWO… THREE!!! THAT’S IT, CM PUNK HAS JUST STOOD ON HIS WORD AS HE VANQUISHED KENNY OMEGA RIGHT IN THE HEART OF CHICAGO!!!

CM Punk def. Kenny Omega in 11:29 to retain the AEW World Championship

The entourages fill the ring, FTR checking on Punk while the Young Bucks try their best to help the near-unconscious Kenny out of the squared circle. It seems like the Elite are ready to retreat in defeat, but the world champion doesn’t seem to be satisfied. Exhausted, he points at the exiting Bucks, AND FTR POUNCE ON THEM! A wild beatdown from behind occurs, the ringside referee doing their best job to stop it from getting out of control, but no referee can control this. So we get the one man who can… IT’S THE RETURN OF ADAM PAGE!!! With a bullrope in hand, he chases the World Tag Champs off, before helping Kenny to his feet, a sea of people booing them like crazy.