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>It seemed not so long ago that bitch Priscilla Divine couldn't keep my name outta her stinking mouth, but now that shits about to get real when I beat her in hell in a cell, she's gotten real quiet
>Why is that? You had a lot to say after you drove me head into those metal turnbuckles you exposed again and again in our first two matches. Ya were on cloud 9 when you made me watch you burn that money I needed for rent. Ya couldn't stop gloating when ya made me kiss yer feet. And ya sure seemed on top of da world when you called the cops and got me arrested for spray painting your cars because you were too much of a coward to come do something about it yourself
>So what's the matter now Prissy? Realizing that ever since my sister bailed me out then smartened me up on how being the nice girl will get me nowhere, that I'm not that same timid Irish girl you used to bully anymore? Is it dawning on you that with the support of my Lonelyfans simp army nothing and no one can hold me down anymore? Has it clicking in ya hollow head that when we're face to face again you won't be able to buy your way out of trouble for once in yer life? Cats got ya tongue?
