Posted by Adam Delicious on July 4, 2004, 1:48 am

When one faces "The Andrews Foundation", one should expect plenty of shots fired their way. And whether they will retaliate shots is irrelevant, the shots will most likely plow through the target. See, in this sport called wrestling, there's such a thing as promos and interviews where some take shots at others. And "The Andrews Foundation" are just the stable to be together for such an event. They've made smacktalk a primary key to angering an opponent into an uncontrollable rage, and once enraged, said opponent's thinking is completely out the window. It is then that "The Andrews Foundation" is in complete control, because being the solidly sound technical wrestlers they are, they think around that rage and completely own their opponents. See, it's a good thing that Adam Delicious was so close to Jeffy and his crew for such a long time. He knows how to avoid that crap. All the informed needs to do is teach his partners for this week, Deion Bonds and Taranis. And with a little help, Adam can attempt crossfire. Now I KNOW what everyone's thinking. Adam Delicious and trashtalking have NEVER mixed. But there's one thing that "The Andrews Foundation" didn't consider. Someone knows all about smacktalk. Someone close to Adam has smacktalked with the best of them. Luke Starr. Chris Stratford. The NPW Untouchables. Kai Scott. Ripper Longshanks. And even Direwolf. And Adam was getting help from Danny Vicious, creator of the infamous (and occasionally goofy) Trashtalk Backdrop. We open to the same place we last saw Adam, aside from Shockwave where Jeffy Andrews used his authority to beat Adam unfairly. The same little dog, unknown by name to the world, is yapping to go outside at the back door while Adam sits on a leather recliner, portable phone in hand. He frowns, trying to concentrate on the phone call and tune the dog out. It doesn't seem to be working, as Adam puts his left hand, not holding the phone, over his ear to hear better. Adam: But man... I've never been able to properly smacktalk. I get tongue tied. Adam gives a frowning glance towards the door and the dog from his seat. The dog stops barking and looks intently at Adam. Delicious nods softly and turns back around. As he removes his hand, the dog begins it's irritating yap again. Delicious slumps his back against the chair, and picks up a peach coloured throw pillow off the ground beside him. He places the pillow over his open ear with a deeper frown. Adam: No, the ####ing thing wants out. Pause. Adam: I don't want to get up!! I just let the stupid mutt in! Pause again. The barking seems to get louder by the second. Adam: Oh for Christ sake. Adam gets up and storms towards the door, grumbling on the way. He rips the door open and pushes the dog out with his shoe. It happily hops over the step and into the yard, running around in circles. Adam closes the door with a slam and walks back to his chair. Adam: Stupid dog. Delicious sits with a flop and concentrates on what's being said on the other line. And knowing Danny, it's a tremendous amount of cuss and swear words. Thank God for one side of things STAYING one side of things. That'd probably kill any family viewing the people in Florida were giving the IWA. Adam nods intently as Danny speaks. Adam: Ah ha... ah ha... mmmhmm.... 'k... hmm. No. Adam moves the phone away from his ear as Danny's voice enters the room half muffled. Gee, I wonder if he's angry. Pulling the phone back to his ear, Adam smirks. Adam: There's no way I can do it, man. As much and all as I hate Jeff, am highly disappointed and angry with Heidi, and can't stand, nor never have, Long, I just can't. It's not my style. While Danny recieves Adam's morals, Adam's smirk fades to a near frown. Adam: I do my battles with fists, not words. I know Jeff... his words don't affect me. Adam furrows his brow while Vicious speaks. Adam: Well... I KINDA caught it... what did he say? Adam listens, and his expression turns to complete and utter disgust and anger. Adam: *I* RUINED THE UNTOUCHABLES???!?!?! I TRIED TO SAVE A ####ING STABLE THAT THE TWO FOUNDERS LEFT TO DIE!! HIS b###h DID NOTHING!! DUDE DID NOTHING!! KAI DID NOTHING!! IT WAS ALL ON ME! Danny stops Adam's rambling, but only for a second. This time, Delicious jumps from his seat. Adam: USED to laugh at me!? That JACKASS!!! The asshole helped me, and ####ing had my back. And if that was all a lie... I'LL HAVE HIS ####ING HEAD!!! So much for DANNY keeping the censors on their toes. Delicious paces the room before sighing. Adam: All right, Dan. Get your ####ing ass down here as SOON as possible. You have a deal. We'll bring back the Trashtalk Backdrop for this week in IWA... with a new host. Fans around the world groan. Half for the return of the backdrop, the other half for having to listen to Delicious stumble through pointless trashtalk. Adam: K. Bye. Adam hangs the phone up and runs a hand over his long blonde hair. He hastily takes off his white muscle shirt, revealing his rippling biceps and pecs that have knocked women out all over the world. He sighs, assuming any female in the world is probably laying in a pool of drool on her floor after seeing Adam in a pair of light grey boxer shorts. The dog is now yelping at the door to be let in. Adam: Well... better start training. Adam whips his head to the door, the angry look still adorning his face. Adam: OH SHUT THE HELL UP T-BONE!!!! *grumbles* Damn dog... Adam storms to the back door, ripping it open. The happy dog, which now has an identity, parades into the living room as Adam slams the door and walks deeper into the house. Oh no... not the backdrop...