The 2009 WZPTT, Round Three: Battle Royal!

[HBK-aholic]

fromtheSam

 

[Sparky]

FromtheSam: Sams the man. and the other guy isn't that bad either.

 

[FromTheSouth]

I'll take not bad. I'll take it.

 

[Uncle Sam]

Friends, nerds, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury fromthesouth, not to praise him;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with fromthesouth ... The noble Murfish
Hath told you fromthesouth was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath fromthesouth answered it ...
Here, under leave of Murfish and the rest,
(For Murfish is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to speak in fromthesouth's funeral ...
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Murfish says he was ambitious;
And Murfish is an honourable man….
He hath brought many captives home to WrestleZone,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in fromthesouth seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, fromthesouth hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Murfish says he was ambitious;
And Murfish is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Murfish says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason…. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with fromthesouth,
And I must pause till it come back to me.

Shakespeare, motherfucker.

 

[FromTheSouth]

To vote, or not to vote--that is the question:
Whether Sam be nobler in his ventures
The slings and arrows of outrageous lies against him
He dost take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end Jake. To spam, to flame--
No more!--and by a post to say we win
The heartache, and the thousand natural shocks
That the WZ tag tourney is heir to. 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be votes. To spam, to flame--
To flame--perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of defeat what dreams may come
When we have risen from our mortal coffin,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes calamity ofso many chances.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of Jake,
Th' oppressor's wrong, the proud man's slanderous
The pains of Marquis posts, the bant's delay,
The insolence of adminship, and the spurns
That patient merit of th' unworthy opponents,
When he himself might his point make
With a sarcastic gaze? Who would fardels bear,
To post and mod under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after tournaments,
The undiscovered talent, from whose bourn
No opponent returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those bad votes we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the heroes like Sam emerge
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprise of great posts and threads
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action. -- Soft you now,
The fair Sam! -- Mod, in thy orisons
Be all my posts remembered.


Shakespears should never write a Mad Lib.

 

[Murfish]

Friends, nerds, countrymen, lend me your ears;
I come to bury fromthesouth, not to praise him;
The evil that men do lives after them,
The good is oft interred with their bones,
So let it be with fromthesouth ... The noble Murfish
Hath told you fromthesouth was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously hath fromthesouth answered it ...
Here, under leave of Murfish and the rest,
(For Murfish is an honourable man;
So are they all; all honourable men)
Come I to speak in fromthesouth's funeral ...
He was my friend, faithful and just to me:
But Murfish says he was ambitious;
And Murfish is an honourable man?.
He hath brought many captives home to WrestleZone,
Whose ransoms did the general coffers fill:
Did this in fromthesouth seem ambitious?
When that the poor have cried, fromthesouth hath wept:
Ambition should be made of sterner stuff:
Yet Murfish says he was ambitious;
And Murfish is an honourable man.
You all did see that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse: was this ambition?
Yet Murfish says he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak what I do know.
You all did love him once, not without cause:
What cause withholds you then to mourn for him?
O judgement! thou art fled to brutish beasts,
And men have lost their reason?. Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin there with fromthesouth,
And I must pause till it come back to me.

Shakespeare, motherfucker.

I take that I have your support...

 

[Steamboat Ricky]

Vote: fromtheSam

 

[Lee]

Vote; FromtheSam