Post by Ron Gibson on Mar 18, 2009 23:43:15 GMT -6
**We open up hours later. No locker room since they were hanging out in some building they weren't allowed in. So gibson, lost the cage and now has her on a leash. Yanking her whereever she goes**
Russell: you might want to be careful.
Ron: She can handle it. She probably gets tossed around worse by jason then this. Jason to me... looks as though he would elbow drop her if she even dared to not vacuum. Maybe even stand still staring into her eyes.
Curtis: yeah i mentioned that.
Ron: you did? I basically zoned out after you made the only valid point of this match. Who in the hell would tag with jason? Not only is jason stupid on taking this match but that is this doing to his career? Losing match after match.... to us. You just have to stop and say to yourself, I can't beat them. You have to see a shrink and make him convince you.... I can't beat these guys. So what if we have your woman. She's nothing to get your ass beat over. I mean look at her chest.... too small.
Amber: I'm like a double c cup...
Ron: Too small woman. Plus you're not allowed to speak directly to me.
**Yanks on the chain and she falls down, skinning her knee**
Ron: ah... it never really gets old. She falls... I laugh... he laughs... we all have a good time. The only true time I can bond with my black lawyer dude, since he loves it aswell.
Curtis: he just loves looking up her skirt.
Ron: Lies. I told him if he didn't end his fascination with her. I would end him. Just like we have ended jason time after time. This has got to be it jason, whoever you bought off ebay to be your partner is not going to pay off. It could be wade boggs for all I care.
Curtis: Test?
Ron: This isn't a casket match man. Don't be rude.
Ron: I have to.... because unsexual jason went from taking a chair shot to the face. To just taking his intense eyes... beating down on us with fear. But there is no fear, he hasn't beat us. He will not beat us. This trophy slut is going to be ours forever. I think it's time we dressed her up like sexy jason.... then throw her in mud and stuff.
Russell: get her all dirty... she'll need a bath... need to have those lucius legs rubbed down... I mean... throw that bitch down in a pool of her own filth. She doesn't deserve mean flaunting over her, you guys are enough.
Ron: yeah... I could totally hit it too.
Russell: No.
Curtis: Even I agree... No.
Ron: aww.... maybe we can lone amber out to jason. So he's not scrambling at the last second to find a partner. Amber would be good... plus then I would totally hit that... with my fist.
Russell: No.
Ron: Yes.... come on russell. You have the power to lurk behind the scenes and find who he's picking. I mean we're not afraid but we're also impatient and can't wait for the element of surprise.
Curtis: I use to bust my brothers toys on christmas. Element of surprise as he opened the box to see stretch armstrong melted into a giant puddle of goo...
Ron: samething... except I urinated on our families presents. Didn't take them long to find out my element of surprise. Enough of this... i have nothing else to go on about.
**Ron and curtis go over some strategy, while amber lays on the ground with two bleeding knees**
Russell: you might want to be careful.
Ron: She can handle it. She probably gets tossed around worse by jason then this. Jason to me... looks as though he would elbow drop her if she even dared to not vacuum. Maybe even stand still staring into her eyes.
Curtis: yeah i mentioned that.
Ron: you did? I basically zoned out after you made the only valid point of this match. Who in the hell would tag with jason? Not only is jason stupid on taking this match but that is this doing to his career? Losing match after match.... to us. You just have to stop and say to yourself, I can't beat them. You have to see a shrink and make him convince you.... I can't beat these guys. So what if we have your woman. She's nothing to get your ass beat over. I mean look at her chest.... too small.
Amber: I'm like a double c cup...
Ron: Too small woman. Plus you're not allowed to speak directly to me.
**Yanks on the chain and she falls down, skinning her knee**
Ron: ah... it never really gets old. She falls... I laugh... he laughs... we all have a good time. The only true time I can bond with my black lawyer dude, since he loves it aswell.
Curtis: he just loves looking up her skirt.
Ron: Lies. I told him if he didn't end his fascination with her. I would end him. Just like we have ended jason time after time. This has got to be it jason, whoever you bought off ebay to be your partner is not going to pay off. It could be wade boggs for all I care.
Curtis: Test?
Ron: This isn't a casket match man. Don't be rude.
Ron: I have to.... because unsexual jason went from taking a chair shot to the face. To just taking his intense eyes... beating down on us with fear. But there is no fear, he hasn't beat us. He will not beat us. This trophy slut is going to be ours forever. I think it's time we dressed her up like sexy jason.... then throw her in mud and stuff.
Russell: get her all dirty... she'll need a bath... need to have those lucius legs rubbed down... I mean... throw that bitch down in a pool of her own filth. She doesn't deserve mean flaunting over her, you guys are enough.
Ron: yeah... I could totally hit it too.
Russell: No.
Curtis: Even I agree... No.
Ron: aww.... maybe we can lone amber out to jason. So he's not scrambling at the last second to find a partner. Amber would be good... plus then I would totally hit that... with my fist.
Russell: No.
Ron: Yes.... come on russell. You have the power to lurk behind the scenes and find who he's picking. I mean we're not afraid but we're also impatient and can't wait for the element of surprise.
Curtis: I use to bust my brothers toys on christmas. Element of surprise as he opened the box to see stretch armstrong melted into a giant puddle of goo...
Ron: samething... except I urinated on our families presents. Didn't take them long to find out my element of surprise. Enough of this... i have nothing else to go on about.
**Ron and curtis go over some strategy, while amber lays on the ground with two bleeding knees**