Yes Christian. My dad is dead. He lived to be 88 before passing of natural causes. He was there for my entire childhood and then some. By the time he finally passed away, I was already a mature, independent adult male that no longer had need for a father figure. I mourned him. I still miss him from time to time. But he fulfilled his paternal duty to me and everybody's time passes eventually. I'm at peace with that now. Now I could come down to that ring and beat the living tar out of you for making light of such a solemn subject. If I was offended, nobody would blame me. But I'm not offended, Christian. You're one of the most infamous workers in the business and I recognize your juvenile remarks for what they are. Not as genuine disdain, but as futile attempts to get in my head and throw me off my game. But your mind games won't work on me. I'm too strong for that. And this Saturday at Double or Nothing, your silver tongue won't be able to save you from me.
*drops mic*
