Stacy Keibler was a guest on the 'Mark and Kim Show' on KOST 103.5 in Los Angeles yesterday to talk about her Dancing With The Stars appearance. Stacy Keibler said that since starting the show she had movie offers, TV stuff and different endorsement deals coming her way and she is now living her dream. When the host asked about WWE WrestleMania 22, Stacy said she's going to have a meeting with Vince McMahon to see what's going happen after this. Stacy added that for the past seven years she's been traveling 'with a circus' four times a week, paying for her own hotel and rental cars and no health insurance from WWE.

She then threw in a shot at Triple H saying, "Triple H makes all the money!"

Although it's been alluded to several times on our forums, let me say it on the front page: Shut your suckhole, you ungrateful fucking cunt.

You've been living a dream life since Vince Russo plucked you from the Nitro Girl dance off and made you an on-screen character. In the seven years that you've been traveling "with the circus," you've made more money than many, many people who work much, much harder than you do. For what? Having long legs and a pretty smile. That's it. You couldn't fill a thimble with actual talent.

You've embarrassed yourself every time you tried to valet for a "real" wrestler. You've embarrassed yourself even more when you stepped into the ring and did some somersaults and called it a wrestling match. Of course, anytime someone made the mistake of sticking a microphone in your face, you embarrassed yourself even further. You are not an actress. You never will be. If you're not shaking your ass or doing splits, nobody gives a fuck about you.

If the Diva search has taught you anything, it should be that you are 100% COMPLETELY REPLACEABLE. In less than a year, Maria has proven to be fifty times the asset to the WWE than you have in seven years. She can do everything you can, plus pass herself off as a credible character in the "circus," something you've never been able to do.

This doesn't even address the fact that there are women in the WWE who are just as attractive as you that can actually wrestle a legitimate match; Trish Stratus, Mickie James and Victoria immediately spring to mind.

I just took a look outside to see if it was raining burning chunks of cinderous hellfire. While it is not, it might as well be, because I'm about to defend Triple H.

How dare you even mention yourself in the same breath as Triple H? On his worst day as a sports entertainer, he is still better than you could ever hope to be on your best day.

I'm sure Triple H makes a lot more money than almost everybody else on the roster. But you know what, it's difficult to make a case that he doesn't deserve it. He's worked hard in the ring and wisely assimilated himself into the first family of wrestling.

You've done neither. You half-assed it in the ring and fucked Rosacea posterboy David Flair and overachieving midcarder Test. Had you let some influential guys tear up your sugar walls, you might be "making all the money" too.

I hope you do sit down and have a little chat with Vince. I hope he forces you to work WrestleMania. Ask Brock Lesnar how working WrestleMania as your last date plays out. I wish nothing but abject suffering and utter humiliation upon you.

Anything short of anal violation with a flaming barbed wire baseball bat is less than you deserve. I'd sign Abdullah the Butcher to a one-day deal just to carve "I AM A HUGE INGRATE CUNT" into your face with a rusty fork pulled from a mayonnaise jar filled with AIDS.

I hope WrestleMania is your swansong. I can't wait to see you on VH1 ten months from now, fighting off the drunken advances of Jaleel White and a random Baldwin Brother as your pickle yourself in a hot tub while filming an episode of The Surreal Life.