Extreme Diss

genius is seen walking around his dojo in minneapolis. although he resigned as president several months ago in oreder to wrestle full time, he still likes to see how the place is doing once and a while. since rumble is in st paul this week, hes able to spend even more time there and even more time training. he arrives at the front door and opens it just in time to greet the camera man he was expecting. genius offers them to come inside and have a pop, but the camera team only would rather do the shot outside. once they set up they signal genius and he begins to speak.

"i got two things to address today. first, is the extremist or superman. extremist, i issue a challenge to commie or any member of you former stable, which obviously includes you, and you turn it down? for what, to fight this joke of a wrestler greez-e? the only extreme in you is extremly afriad of a real wrestler. if greez-e doesnt accept your challenge your fall back is captian amazing? what are you doing, going down the looser list so you can build up a good record? you want to be the next abomb, with opponents like that youll put his record to shame. but it doesnt matter what you look like in the sports colomn stat sheet, youre still weak.

"how many extreme challenges have you issued? id guess a guy with your name would have made extreme challeges like a baker makes bread. insted your fighting a guy who calls himself booger, hasnt won a damn match yet, but he still manages to kick out for the first time ever against you. you see that his record is terrible, hell, you even pointed it out in an interview saying he wont get a first win from you. hes a complete loser and waste of time, but birds of a feather flcok together. with an attitude like that youll last about as long as your stable did.

"if you cant tell, im feeling a little crazy. i havent had a match in two weeks and now some sissy wants to back down from me? fine, ill accept krauts open challenge. kraut, you think youre the extreme type too? i dont fight extreme, i can hospitalize your ass wihtout weapons. see, my years of formal training have made me such a lethal weapon i had to register my hands at the police station. i have to sign all sorts of papers and present all kinds of documents when i board a plane because i could hijack it empty handed. but im not like that, im not some good for nothing street thug like yourself. you can brawl all you want, but when it comes down to it my technical ability will reign supreme. this tuesday you'll find out what its like to feel the chilling brain freeze. oh yea, and double check to make sure that pick isnt stuck in that knappy fro of yours, id hate for it to get lodged in your skull when i drop you on your head.

the genius lets the director know hes done, thanks the camera crew and goes back inside.

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