Post by Ron Gibson on Feb 12, 2009 22:41:56 GMT -6
**Since the last encounter, ron has since pulled his chair up to the cage. Amber sits their cowering in the corner, hiding her hot body from the eyes of dirty deal. Ron throws a quarter at her**
Ron: get me off....
Russell: he means something totally different then what you think
Ron: move those child bearing hips in a sexy motion that gets me off
Russell: he means gets him off his bottom and into the gym.
Ron: sure..... DANCE WHORE!!!!!
Curtis: now ron... she has a name.
Ron: nah... she doesn't. I'm actually waiting until she sleeps so I can write walking vagina on her head. I mean afterall.... that's all she's thinking about. Sure she says no but her mind is saying OOOOOH YESH!!!! Though I wouldn't do that... since it's not consensual.
Russell: please stop talking about it.
Ron: and talk about what... SEXY JASON? That joke is still going on about guaranteeing wins and upsets this week at crosswords. Though this is the same guy that tries to play off that he works hard to keep that body in shape. Come on now... if a-rod would cheat then anyone would cheat.
*Ron whips another penny at her, though she takes it and throws it back. It misses him and smacks curtis right in the eye, he runs around throwing a fit and attempts to gore the whore in the cage. Except... she's in a cage and he just goes splat into it*
Ron: See jason... don't patronize me by stooping to what we do to make a invalid point. How would our families feel? I can't speak for curtis but my ex-wives would be happy. What ever brings the bacon home to pay the bills, is ok in their books. The other way around... you taking care of my ex-wives instead of me? Good again. I doubt you're the man to let a woman starve to death. With all the estrogen you're taking you probably cuddle your woman to death. Again... helps me and them in the long run. No one wants former gibson trash anyways.
*Curtis shakes it off and gets up*
Curtis: I guess I can't gore through a cage...
Ron: correct. Don't worry, you gave her quite a scare though.
Curtis: i did?
Ron: well... no she actually feel asleep. You didn't miss anything... just clearing up some thoughts on jason unsexy. See jason, curtis and I will see this deal through. Through all the blood... sweat... and blood. You can't threaten us. You can't flex those biceps and scare us into doing something we don't want. It may work with the lady's but it doesn't work against two guys who sole goal is to get paid and kick ass. That's exactly what we do.... we do well. It's our decision.
Curtis: no mind control.
Ron: if anything he made up our minds as soon as he laid out the cash. Even without explaining himself. Trust me... their is no deal breaker here. Unless it's your spine snapping from the sure force of the a filthy compromise. That it... then you can have the caged whore back. Assuming she hasn't grown to use by then. Trust me... curtis and I are trying our hardest to not let that happen....
*Screen pans to her passed out in cage*
Ron: as you can see... it's not working.
*Ron throws a penny at her again to wake her up*
Ron: THINK ABOUT THAT JASON!!!! Think about that... the abuse we put her through just to piss you off. Put in that extra gym time all you want. The image of what we are doing will hopefully burn straight into your mind. Use it... use it.... USE IT TO PUMP IRON!!!! We feed you what we want, as we sit back and enjoy you crumble mentally. It gets that much easier on sunday for us.
**Ron leans back and takes a nap, as the camera goes to fade**
Ron: get me off....
Russell: he means something totally different then what you think
Ron: move those child bearing hips in a sexy motion that gets me off
Russell: he means gets him off his bottom and into the gym.
Ron: sure..... DANCE WHORE!!!!!
Curtis: now ron... she has a name.
Ron: nah... she doesn't. I'm actually waiting until she sleeps so I can write walking vagina on her head. I mean afterall.... that's all she's thinking about. Sure she says no but her mind is saying OOOOOH YESH!!!! Though I wouldn't do that... since it's not consensual.
Russell: please stop talking about it.
Ron: and talk about what... SEXY JASON? That joke is still going on about guaranteeing wins and upsets this week at crosswords. Though this is the same guy that tries to play off that he works hard to keep that body in shape. Come on now... if a-rod would cheat then anyone would cheat.
*Ron whips another penny at her, though she takes it and throws it back. It misses him and smacks curtis right in the eye, he runs around throwing a fit and attempts to gore the whore in the cage. Except... she's in a cage and he just goes splat into it*
Ron: See jason... don't patronize me by stooping to what we do to make a invalid point. How would our families feel? I can't speak for curtis but my ex-wives would be happy. What ever brings the bacon home to pay the bills, is ok in their books. The other way around... you taking care of my ex-wives instead of me? Good again. I doubt you're the man to let a woman starve to death. With all the estrogen you're taking you probably cuddle your woman to death. Again... helps me and them in the long run. No one wants former gibson trash anyways.
*Curtis shakes it off and gets up*
Curtis: I guess I can't gore through a cage...
Ron: correct. Don't worry, you gave her quite a scare though.
Curtis: i did?
Ron: well... no she actually feel asleep. You didn't miss anything... just clearing up some thoughts on jason unsexy. See jason, curtis and I will see this deal through. Through all the blood... sweat... and blood. You can't threaten us. You can't flex those biceps and scare us into doing something we don't want. It may work with the lady's but it doesn't work against two guys who sole goal is to get paid and kick ass. That's exactly what we do.... we do well. It's our decision.
Curtis: no mind control.
Ron: if anything he made up our minds as soon as he laid out the cash. Even without explaining himself. Trust me... their is no deal breaker here. Unless it's your spine snapping from the sure force of the a filthy compromise. That it... then you can have the caged whore back. Assuming she hasn't grown to use by then. Trust me... curtis and I are trying our hardest to not let that happen....
*Screen pans to her passed out in cage*
Ron: as you can see... it's not working.
*Ron throws a penny at her again to wake her up*
Ron: THINK ABOUT THAT JASON!!!! Think about that... the abuse we put her through just to piss you off. Put in that extra gym time all you want. The image of what we are doing will hopefully burn straight into your mind. Use it... use it.... USE IT TO PUMP IRON!!!! We feed you what we want, as we sit back and enjoy you crumble mentally. It gets that much easier on sunday for us.
**Ron leans back and takes a nap, as the camera goes to fade**