DIRTY MANIFESTO
"The original, often imitated, never duplicated."

Shawn, I think you've just about completely lost it.  Last month when we faced I knew that our little dance here was far from over.  I just never imagined what would come after it all.  You had Superiority Complex, you had the world, Universal was just out of your grip and you know what?  It's made you crazy.  You've gone from crazy to just about completely fucking loopy.  You're derailing man and frankly, I hoped this would work out better than it has.  Fuck, I feel bad.  I feel bad and I'm going to tell you why.

When we first faced Shawn, there was a shred of you left.  You were still Shawn Walsh the Renegade.  You were bad as hell and frankly I felt pretty damn flattered that you were so obsessed with getting to the Universal Title first.  I was proud to step into the same ring with you.  I guess you could say I had RWA smiles hidden behind my eyes.  I was finally facing the Boss.  I was facing Shawn Walsh.

One month passes and now who am I facing?  You're writing Manifestos now.  You're dealing with your own little "Lady" issues and now you even have spikey blonde hair to go with the rest of the deal.  What have you become Shawn Walsh?  You've become another poser.  You've become an entirely different kind of problem.  You want to be me.  Godly Manifesto.  Lady 666.  You think my life is one big game.  You think it's something you can step into?  Ha.  Get your own life Walsh, get your own substance.

I know what you're thinking.  You couldn't beat me as Shawn Walsh so why not try beating me as Shane Clemmens.  Don't worry.  You're not the first.  I merely hoped for more out of you.  I certainly didn't expect you to simply take everything I do and have dealt with and put your own little stiffled spin on it and try passing it off as your own.  Fuck, you're better than that Walsh.

You imagine yourself as a clever cat.  I'll give it to you, you're smarter than most but what do you go and do?  you regurgitate my shit and hope to pass it off as your own.  I'm offended.  I am who I am not because it looks good on the big screen, not because it sells tickets, I am who I am because of where I come from.

This history lesson should show you that Shawn.  Can you see?  Can you see the writing on the wall now?  Is it clear to you?  Look at you Shawn Walsh.  With every new promotion you have a new face, a new way.  You can never settle on being yourself.  You're always what's hot at the time or what works to get you what you want.  Hell, I'd be shocked if you look in the mirror and even recognize what you see.  There's no doubt that you need those therapy lessons man, I think you've got more than just a Superiority Complex.  I think you're a little confused about your personality as well buddy.

You are not Shane Clemmens.

Let that bitch lick your chops man.  I'm glad you think Ace is impressive.  Yeah, he looked great battling it out with the rest of the bozos in the Vendetta Title match.  Yeah, have at his girlfriend, eat her up.  I suppose you need someone to spell you, right?  You can't be expected to love yourself twenty four seven.  You might as well grab up some fake little barbie girl that you can control.  Grab hold of someone who makes you feel more important.  Congratulations.

You are no God Shawn Walsh.  No one trusts you.  The only thing truly burning is whatever is left of your career.  You're up in flames and the only one who can't smell the burning hair is you.  You're watching the city burn?  Ha.  I'm watching you burn, mother fucker.

I'm not afraid of you Shawn.  I know you fear me.  You wouldn't glom on to all of my ideas and sayings if not for that fear.  You're so inferior around me that you have to pretend that you're right there next to me.  You pretend that you are any where near Shane Clemmens.  You are not sir.  You are nothing but another goddamn bum that I have to punk out to protect this promotion from becoming another SFT.

You got me?  You might have been big when it was just Amy Jo Smyth and Rayn in RWA.  You might have been big way back in the day in SFT but you will never be big when compared to the Dirty Dog.  I'm better than you, I'm smarter than you, I'm faster than you, and as everyone can already see, I'm beyond you.

Yeah.  Why don't you go back to your little fake life with your fake friends in your fake little complex and watch it crumble.

All people like you want in this world is money, your greed defines you.

Just realize Mr. Walsh:  Your cash means nothing if it isn't backed up by GOLD.

Bring it the fuck on you little bitch.

:)don't you just love me!?