Post by Curtis D. Kanyon on Nov 20, 2009 20:31:30 GMT -6
*We re-open on the Dirty Deal boys, once again causing a ruckus!*
Curtis: Boy howdy we're crazy!
Ron: DAMN RIGHT!
Russell: You shouldn't be doing this.
Amber: Seriously.
*Principle Vernon busts in!*
Vernon: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!
Curtis: Nothing sir.
Ron: Nothing at all.
Vernon: Don't give me that! Who was causing a ruckus?!
Amber: No one, honest.
Vernon: Really? Because I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus!
Russell: Well we--
Vernon: Should've known it was you darkie.
Russell: But I--
*Curtis and Ron start walking up to Principle Vernon.*
Ron: Well sir...
Curtis: If you'll let us just--
*Suddenly Ron and Curtis dart at him from either side and hit the Filthy Compromise! Principle Vernon spins around and crumple's to the floor.*
Ron: Poor Paul, thought he was gonna do a funny bit.
Curtis: But you see, this proves our point, we don't do well with authority. And when we're not the authority, we destroy the authority. We're not scared of "the man." We're not scared of what Leo might do to the men who are going to cripple his daughter's babie's daddy.
Russell: Aw, he was a good actor though.
Amber: Eh, kinda old.
Curtis: This just goes to show you though. His character thought he was high and mighty. Dirty Deal took him down. Adam and Gib think they're high and mighty, and they'll fall just the same.
Amber: I really don't know why we were doing a Breakfast Club parody anyway.
Ron: Of course not, you're a woman, now shut it!
Curtis: You see, that Gib loser came out here, talked about how he's over the hill. He wants one more ride at the top. Well, he picked the wrong guys to go against, I'll tell you that. And then he goes on to say he'll teach us a lesson? Us!? Please. We are at the top of the tag division and ruling with an iron fist because we know what works. We know how to use our skill assets to our advantage. It works in the ring and in the ratings. Just look. They go through the roof when we're on TV. Everyone and there mother was talking about the "slap heard around the world." That's what it's all about. And if this company can get ratings off of our antics of kicking ass and taking no prisoner, well then, what else do we need to learn?
Ron: Not a damn thing.
Curtis: Not a damn thing. We're not a zit or a cancer, we're gold. We're euphoria. There is no solution to the Dirty Deal problem, because we are not a problem. The only problem seems to be that all the other snot nosed brats of the NCW don't get it. They don't get what we are. They don't get what we do. They don't get why we work! But once and yet again, we're going to go down to that ring on Sunday, do what we do best, walk out victorious, and piss everyone off! And the new "solution" that they sent our way will once again have failed.
Russell: But this is the toughest challenge they've thrown your way yet.
Ron: I swear I will beat the ever lovin' sh--
Russell: I'm sorry, it's just, I can't help it. It's around the holidays, it reminds me of the last Christmas with my dad. And you know what I got for Christmas? Oh, it was a banner ****ing year at the old Bender family. I got a carton of cigarettes. The old man grabbed me and said, "Hey, smoke up Johnny." Alright? So go home and cry to your Daddy. Don't cry here, okay?
*Ron slaps Russell.*
Ron: We're not doing that anymore!
Russell: WHY DADDY!? WHY!?
*Russell runs off crying.*
Amber: That was not at all awkward.
Curtis: Actually, that was totally awkward.
Amber: I know, it was sarcasm.
Curtis: So wait, were you Allison or Claire?
Ron: Kelly is Allison cause she was the whore.
Curtis: Yeah, but Amber...
Ron: Maybe there's two Allisons.
Amber: I'm Claire cause I'm a princess.
Curtis: Russell might have you beat there.
*Russell runs by crying.*
Russell: DADDY WHY!?
Curtis: Adam is too busy being on his honeymoon, he isn't even talking about us.
Ron: But he is thinking about us.
Curtis: Gib's the only focused one, and he's the weakest link. So really, we got this in the bag.
Ron: You call that being focused? Bastard is so starved for attention he interrupts the night of banging.
Curtis: Eh, not like Adam hasn't been there before...along with the rest of the locker room for that matter.
Ron: Except us. We're not THAT dirty.
Curtis: Though Kelly totally wishes.
Ron: Totally.
*Ron and Curtis high five.*
Amber: Guys, shouldn't you be talking more about the match?
*Curtis sighs and looks at the camera.*
Curtis: Look, Homeless Knight, you guys had your fun. We had our fun. We got to slap a bitch. You got to relive some glory. But this Sunday, it's all over. We break whatever's left of Gib and cripple the hell out of Adam. It's as simple as that. For Dirty Deal, it's always that simple. So enjoy your honeymoon together. Because it will be the last thing you guys get to enjoy. These belts are going nowhere for a long time. You can't fix us because we ain't broken. Once you learn that, you'll accept what's happening to you with ease. I mean, it'll hurt, but at least you'll accept it. And then someone else will be sent to stop us, and they will fail. And again and again. So the cycle continues. You weren't the first, you won't be the last. We will end you, that's a deal.
*Curtis smirks as the scene fades out.*
Curtis: Boy howdy we're crazy!
Ron: DAMN RIGHT!
Russell: You shouldn't be doing this.
Amber: Seriously.
*Principle Vernon busts in!*
Vernon: WHAT'S GOING ON HERE!
Curtis: Nothing sir.
Ron: Nothing at all.
Vernon: Don't give me that! Who was causing a ruckus?!
Amber: No one, honest.
Vernon: Really? Because I was just in my office and I heard a ruckus!
Russell: Well we--
Vernon: Should've known it was you darkie.
Russell: But I--
*Curtis and Ron start walking up to Principle Vernon.*
Ron: Well sir...
Curtis: If you'll let us just--
*Suddenly Ron and Curtis dart at him from either side and hit the Filthy Compromise! Principle Vernon spins around and crumple's to the floor.*
Ron: Poor Paul, thought he was gonna do a funny bit.
Curtis: But you see, this proves our point, we don't do well with authority. And when we're not the authority, we destroy the authority. We're not scared of "the man." We're not scared of what Leo might do to the men who are going to cripple his daughter's babie's daddy.
Russell: Aw, he was a good actor though.
Amber: Eh, kinda old.
Curtis: This just goes to show you though. His character thought he was high and mighty. Dirty Deal took him down. Adam and Gib think they're high and mighty, and they'll fall just the same.
Amber: I really don't know why we were doing a Breakfast Club parody anyway.
Ron: Of course not, you're a woman, now shut it!
Curtis: You see, that Gib loser came out here, talked about how he's over the hill. He wants one more ride at the top. Well, he picked the wrong guys to go against, I'll tell you that. And then he goes on to say he'll teach us a lesson? Us!? Please. We are at the top of the tag division and ruling with an iron fist because we know what works. We know how to use our skill assets to our advantage. It works in the ring and in the ratings. Just look. They go through the roof when we're on TV. Everyone and there mother was talking about the "slap heard around the world." That's what it's all about. And if this company can get ratings off of our antics of kicking ass and taking no prisoner, well then, what else do we need to learn?
Ron: Not a damn thing.
Curtis: Not a damn thing. We're not a zit or a cancer, we're gold. We're euphoria. There is no solution to the Dirty Deal problem, because we are not a problem. The only problem seems to be that all the other snot nosed brats of the NCW don't get it. They don't get what we are. They don't get what we do. They don't get why we work! But once and yet again, we're going to go down to that ring on Sunday, do what we do best, walk out victorious, and piss everyone off! And the new "solution" that they sent our way will once again have failed.
Russell: But this is the toughest challenge they've thrown your way yet.
Ron: I swear I will beat the ever lovin' sh--
Russell: I'm sorry, it's just, I can't help it. It's around the holidays, it reminds me of the last Christmas with my dad. And you know what I got for Christmas? Oh, it was a banner ****ing year at the old Bender family. I got a carton of cigarettes. The old man grabbed me and said, "Hey, smoke up Johnny." Alright? So go home and cry to your Daddy. Don't cry here, okay?
*Ron slaps Russell.*
Ron: We're not doing that anymore!
Russell: WHY DADDY!? WHY!?
*Russell runs off crying.*
Amber: That was not at all awkward.
Curtis: Actually, that was totally awkward.
Amber: I know, it was sarcasm.
Curtis: So wait, were you Allison or Claire?
Ron: Kelly is Allison cause she was the whore.
Curtis: Yeah, but Amber...
Ron: Maybe there's two Allisons.
Amber: I'm Claire cause I'm a princess.
Curtis: Russell might have you beat there.
*Russell runs by crying.*
Russell: DADDY WHY!?
Curtis: Adam is too busy being on his honeymoon, he isn't even talking about us.
Ron: But he is thinking about us.
Curtis: Gib's the only focused one, and he's the weakest link. So really, we got this in the bag.
Ron: You call that being focused? Bastard is so starved for attention he interrupts the night of banging.
Curtis: Eh, not like Adam hasn't been there before...along with the rest of the locker room for that matter.
Ron: Except us. We're not THAT dirty.
Curtis: Though Kelly totally wishes.
Ron: Totally.
*Ron and Curtis high five.*
Amber: Guys, shouldn't you be talking more about the match?
*Curtis sighs and looks at the camera.*
Curtis: Look, Homeless Knight, you guys had your fun. We had our fun. We got to slap a bitch. You got to relive some glory. But this Sunday, it's all over. We break whatever's left of Gib and cripple the hell out of Adam. It's as simple as that. For Dirty Deal, it's always that simple. So enjoy your honeymoon together. Because it will be the last thing you guys get to enjoy. These belts are going nowhere for a long time. You can't fix us because we ain't broken. Once you learn that, you'll accept what's happening to you with ease. I mean, it'll hurt, but at least you'll accept it. And then someone else will be sent to stop us, and they will fail. And again and again. So the cycle continues. You weren't the first, you won't be the last. We will end you, that's a deal.
*Curtis smirks as the scene fades out.*
