Cristy Creem's Write-up
1-8-00
SEPW Selma, AL
Well, well, well here we are again back from another amazing trip to
that little hole in the wall they call Selma, Alabama. The night
went fabulous all except for those two little pissants who like to
think they are real athletes. You know who I am talking about Tara and
Indya. For some strange reason these two ignorant little peices of
Alabama trash were in the ring trying to share of all things a cookie
dough recipe with the fans. Hell if them inbred idiots don't know
how to make cookies by now then that's their problem. I doubt half of
them even know how to read a recipe anyways.
Well with Tara and Indya
in the ring making cookies Venom and myself had heard quite
enough. Being the bad girls that we are well we decided to rain on
their parade so to speak. Indya says come on we aren't out here to
fight I am trying to share my grandma's cookie recipe with these fine
people. YUK!!!!
Well I grabbed the mic from the ring announcer and
told her that these people were not here to watch them make cookies
the only reason they showed up was to watch us kick their ass.
Needless to say they didn't take to kindly to our interruption and
Tara threw a bowl full of water on me. Venom saw this and kicked Indya in the side, which unfortunately was caught by Indya who proceeded to ram Venom's face
into a bowl full of flour. Venom reared her head back out of the bowl
and as her hair flipped through the air I watched this huge cloud of flour
form above the ring as it escaped Venom's hair. Man you should have seen her face.
She was caked in that pissant's mess. Well, no matter, she was going for a more gothic look
anyway. The crowd loved it. Damn nasty rednecks!
Tara and Indya just barely escaped the ring laughing at us
as we stood there wet and dirty. Well they knew there time was limited
as one match later our entrance music boomed through the arena and
Venom and myself made our way to the ring. We stalked the ring
systematically ribbing the fans all the while...of course Venom and I rib
in our own special way. I use my words. Venom uses her body.
Then out comes Tara and
Indya. They made their way into the ring playing the fans hyping
everyone up for thier own slaughter. While they weren't paying atten-
tion Venom and myself made our way into the ring and attacked them from behind.
The fists were flying mostly upside their thick skulls. The ref managed
to maintain some sense of order and I tagged Venom into the match to
face off against Indya.
Venom and Indya immediately went down to the mat. First Venom was on top,
pounding Indya upside her little pissant head. Then Indya, who was definately
out of Venom's weight class due to way too many cookies, overpowered Venom
and returned the blows upside her head. A battered Venom finally suceeded
in kicked Indya off her only to end up in the getting beat upside the head
in rapid succession in the turnbuckle. After a few more minutes of them
going off on each other and a double clothesline which laid both ladies out,
Venom managed to make the tag before Indya at which point I was tagged
into the match.
Indya threw me off the ropes and I ran at her and
missed a clothesline. She come flying at me and shoved me into the
corner. With me flat on my ass that little wimp knew she didn't want
face my wrath so she tagged in Tara. Tara and I circled the ring and
locked up I took her into a headlock at which point I began to beat her
brains in. I grabbed her by the hair to let all the fans see thier
little cookie dough queen. I threw a couple of punches at Tara then
threw her worthless carcass on the mat. I turned around and nailed
Indya in the head. When I flipped back around to finish Tara off out
of nowhere she speared me taking me to the mat and bouncing my head off
of it. I rolled her over and began to beat on her mercilessly. She
rolled me back over but not for long I flipped her over and grabbed her
slinging her off the ropes. We ran into each other in the middle of the
ring and both wound up on our back. The ref started to count us down
I reached deep down inside and rolled over to Venom tagging her in.
A
split second later Tara tagged in Indya then it was on.
Venom came in with a burst of energy only to be stopped by Indya's clothesline.
Well when I seen that I had to go protect my partner I run in at Indya
fist ready when she nailed me with another clothesline knocking me down.
Venom was back on her feet only to receive yet another clothesline.
Again and again, Indya knocked us off our feet. Then Indya grabbed both Venom
and myself by the hair headbutting us into each other.
We both went down hard.
Well Indya made the most fatal mistake she
ever could have she turned her back on us at which time we were to our
feet and beating the crap out of her again. Venom had her boot smashed against
Indya's throat choking the life out of her while I pounded her down.
With our backs turned Tara snuck in and grabbed Venom by the hair. Venom
spun around knocking Tara off her. Tara retailated by spearing Venom down to the mat then
flipping her over into a boston crab.
In the meantime I was pounding
away on Indya I picked her up and took her to the center of the ring
where I gave her the Creem Filled Special. I flipped Indya over and
hooked her leg. Some man came running down to the ring wearing a mask - somewhat resembling Dangerous Donny, one of the finest men that crowd has ever laid eyes on -
and knocked Tara off Venom throwing Venom on top of Tara for the pin.
The ref who
had been distracted by something in the crowd turned around just in time
to count those little good for nothing girls down to three and tag new
Southeastern Pro Wrestling Ladies Tag Team Champs.
After our celebration
in the ring. Those two little girls grabbed a mic and began to piss
and moan about how we cheated. Ha face it girls we are just better
than you. Well they seem to have laid out a challenge to us at which
time we didn't respond to. Well we have this to say you want Hell's
Belles in a hardcore match well you may come to the ring with everything
in tact but don't be foolish enough to think you will actually leave
that way cause we are going to rip you apart.
Now for all you stupid
people that means hell yes we accept their challenge cause Venom and I
have no problem bashing their heads in with a chair, a cookie tray or a trash can for that matter. Now as the girls
limped back to the locker room we were in the back fuming about how
these girls would stand there and say we cheated. So I grabbed a mic
taunting them with my words I said I have but one question for you
"Who are the Seprowrestling Ladie's Tag Team champs?!?" Well they didn't
have anything to say to that they just tucked thier tales between
their legs and went home. Hahaha it's fun being evil.
Later in the evening
Venom and myself valeted for The Cartel: Dangerous Donnie and The Fugitive. After
introducing the newest member to the group, OZ, their worthless competi-
tion came out in the form of Flash Fantasy and White Lightning. This
match was a total farse from the get go. First off those two ingrates
have no place in the same ring as our gorgeous men. Needless to say
we got in a few sucker punches on these two morons and I bashed the
can across thier back several times. Venom is the greatest when it
comes to distracting a referee of course with what the girl was wearing
she could have stopped traffic in New York City. And you should see
this awesome woman the way she starts laying her kicks into the backs of the
Cartel's opponents why she just makes me so proud to call her my
partner. Although she seemed to stray from convention with Flash. I'm
pretty sure I saw her spanking that man. Well, hell, shame on him for fallin out of
the ring. *evil laughter*
It was another great night in Selma everything went perfect
but hey we knew it would cause who in their right mind would think that
Tara and Indya could actually beat us, or that anyone could actually beat our
men, The Cartels.
For the main event match we had the Mad Dog Dan Sawyer vs. Bullet Bob
Armstrong. The match was intense from the time the two opponents
stepped between the ropes exchanging a succesion of blows on to the
other. Mad Dog took control of Bullet and while the ref wasn't looking
pulled an illegal object from his tights and proceeded to bash in the
skull of Bullet.
Well shortly there after Bullet feeling the intensity
of the crowd got his second wind and threw Mad Dog off the ropes and
hooked him into the sleeper.
Seeing our partner in crime start to fade
The Cartel consisting of Dangerous Donnie, The Fugitive, Oz, Venom, and
myself flew to the ring in a rage. Looking to tear Bullet limb from
limb. Donnie and Fugitive held Bullet in the corner while Mad Dog hit
him repeatedly with flaming rights and lefts.
Well lo and behold we
look up and who is on thier way none other than Steve and Scott Armstrong
along with Johnny 8-Ball. They tore into the ring on fire hitting
anything that posed a threat to Bullet. They cleared the ring for
about a split second but our guys kept after them getting up and
fighting back like the gladiators that they are. There was so much
punching going on it was hard to tell who was hitting who. It ended with
Donnie and Oz getting two powerbombs each.
Venom helped pull Donnie from
the ring as I ran around and grabbed a hold of Oz. Getting our guys
out of harms way was our #1 concern.
Well Mad Dog decided to share a
little something with Bullet and the crowd he demanded a match with
Bullet stipulation being no DQ. Bullet whole heartedly accepted the match
and we made our way back to the locker room having to listen to the
sickening sounds of the happy crowd as Bullet was crowned victorious
in the match. Well all I can say is I KNOW beyond a shadow of a doubt
that the Armstrongs will go down and stay that way if we have anything
to do about it and believe me we have everything to do with it.
Hell's Belles
