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Jesse Ventura swaggered into the NXT arena, his signature shades gleaming under the lights. As he took his seat for commentary, he wasted no time making a splash.
“Welcome to NXT, folks! A developmental territory that’s somehow got a DNA WORLD Champion strutting around like he’s a guy who defeated Hulk Hogan. And seriously, I mean, in what universe does the ‘champion of North America’ end up here at this wrestling school bingo hall?”
The fans roared with laughter, reveling in Jesse's unfiltered style. “Back in my day, if you held a title, you were in the main event at big arenas, not sharing the stage with fools who are still learning to tie their boots!"
As the matches progressed, Jesse’s wild commentary only intensified. “You know, back in the 80s, the wrestlers had style. They had charisma! Now all we've got here is some clueless college jocks and some women that dress like prostitutes. The only thing developed here are these girls with some of the best tits and ass I've ever seen in wrestling! At least they bring some life to this Florida carnival!”
Just then, Shawn Michaels approached, visibly frustrated. “Jesse, maybe dial it back a bit?”
“Dial it back? Marty, are you kidding? Wrestling school needs to be out of the spotlight and not on TV, except these hot broads!” Jesse snapped back, refusing to relent.
Shawn threw up his hands, signaling security. “Alright, Jesse, you’re outta here, you son of a bitch!”
As security led him away, Jesse shouted back, “Just wait until I start my own wrestling commentary show! ‘80s Flashback and Butts,’ where we critique the absurdity of today’s wrestling while celebrating the legends of the past! You’ll miss me when I’m gone!”
The crowd erupted, Jesse’s over-the-top exit leaving a lasting impression in the arena as he made his dramatic departure.
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