Before another response could be issued, the crowd erupted as Seth stepped out onto the stage. Pulling a mic from his pocket, Seth lightly tapped it against his hand as he looked as if he were gathering his thoughts. "This is going to be brief. I'm going to tell you this real slow. And I wont use big words as to confuse you. So here it is laid all out for you. Kindly remove my nuts from your mouth!" Seth glared as the crowd laughed.
"You boring, worthless little shit I demand the removal of my nuts and my brother's from your mouth!" Seth yelled again, causing the crowd to the continue to laugh. "Gideon let me tell you something. You've talked all this stuff about my brother did this, my brother did that, I did this, I did that. And you said I didn't come to you like a man and tell you this to your face. Bitch I said my say and you were no where in sight." Seth continued.
"Well I took a dirt nap from Enigma and that's why. No you didn't do it because you are a little bitch who cries and does nothing. You go in the back and you sulk in your little corner and then when you see some scraps you weasel your way to them. And this whole I brought Kade in and he turned his back on me. This is a fucking business you dumb ass. People get turned on. People get hurt. People get sexually violated in the back ally of a poorly lit Mexican restaurant." Seth shrugged.
"Everyone around here gets that but you, you fucking shut in. So it's pretty simple. You've got two options. You either shit and start doing something. Anything at all worth even being in this company. Or get off the fucking pot and hit the fucking door. Ohhhh I wanna stay here I wuv dis play! Thank youuuuu! Thank you for making me look like the tool that I am but hey you looked over here thank youuuuu!" Seth mocked.
"So to put a nice little bow on this. Get realistic and get with the program and get off my brother's and my nuts and find someone else to talk about ruining your little pathetic life. Or unlike the president of this company I'll speak for the talent and tell you to hit the fucking door." Seth glared. "Now I've got more important things to handle like Crymzon and the Wrold title, ya know things that make me a productive member of the roster. And I'm sure you have images of Dragon Ball Z cartoons to jack off to and not do anything for weeks on end. So peace out homes." Seth dropped the mic as he walked backstage. He was done playing games with Gideon. He just wanted to make sure he knew enough was enough and it's time to move on.