Post by Hexxy on Mar 21, 2009 22:17:31 GMT -6
Hexx and Mimic are walking down the street, full ring attire. Hexx walks over to a women breast feeding an infant and takes the child away and throws it to Mimic. Hexx begins to breast feed as the woman screams. She pushes Hexx away.
Hexx: Do something about it.
Hexx throws his arms out and starts backing off. Hexx and Mimic continue down the road, Mimic still holding the baby.
Hexx: I think we should eat it.
Mimic glares at Hexx.
Hexx: Oh yeah, but you don't like dark meat. Sorry
Hexx laughs as they drop the baby in a garbage can and keep walking down the road.
Hexx: So what do you think about these Machine gun punks?
Mimic socks some kid in the stomach and takes his ice cream cone.
Hexx: I think they don't know who their dealing with, NAZI is back and we're badder then ever.
Mimic chucks the ice cream at a cop on a bike, causing him to crash into a taxi, he's not dead, he just won't walk again.
Hexx: They think they can just walk into our ring and take our claim to those tag team titles. We've been in nCw longer than anybody, nobody respects us, they even hold that jobber Mark Evil above us.
Mimic suddenly stops in the middle of the street as they were crossing. Some guy beeps his horn and Mimic walks over and punches his way through the glass. He rips the guy out, he looks like Tom Cruise, Mimic starts beating him unmercifully.
Hexx: He does this whenever he doesn't have his morning coffee.
Mimic drops the guy on the ground, he's bleeding pretty bad, Mimic un zips his pants and begins to urinate on the man. When he's finished he drops a five dollar bill on him and walks away.
Hexx: Done?
Mimic nods his head as they get in the guys car and drive over him and down the road, again the guy is alright, he just won't breath on his own again.
Hexx: Back to our match Sunday. It's our last chance, loser leaves nCw. Theres no failure Sunday Mimic. No room to screw up. We have to win.
They pull the car over, Mimic waves his hands at two fine young looking ladies on the side of the road. They begin touching themselves all over at the prospect of being brutalized by the dynamic duo of NAZI. The two hot young things jump in the back of the Dodge Spirit. Mimic climbs over the seat and the two ladies immediately being making out with him.
Hexx: You can't resist us Motor City Mafia. You can't resist the raw power that is the unbridled pure Evilness of the most diabolical, scientological, biological, bad ass tag team this side of the River Styxx. You think you have a chance? You think you have a prayer? Well I called up your buddy Jesus and I told him that if he even thought about answering your prayers, I'd have my buddy Mimic here show him the difference between the Romans... and the NAZIS!
In the back seat we see the the two women now nearly naked, and Mimic seemingly only wearing his face paint, though we can't see below his waist.
Hexx: I'm done wasting my breath on these two Mimic. They are nothing to us, nothing compared to God's nightmare on Earth. WE are NAZI, we have seen the dark side, we have faced the devil, and we punched him square in the face. We are God's worst fear, the Devil's worst nightmare, we are the thing that bumps in the night, the shadows on the wall, we are the next nCw tag team champions, and we are the guys who will end your careers.
The car pulls over on the side of the road. Mimic literally throws the two naked women out onto the street. He slams the door and NAZI takes off with their clothes.
Hexx: Lets get something eat.
Fin
Hexx: Do something about it.
Hexx throws his arms out and starts backing off. Hexx and Mimic continue down the road, Mimic still holding the baby.
Hexx: I think we should eat it.
Mimic glares at Hexx.
Hexx: Oh yeah, but you don't like dark meat. Sorry
Hexx laughs as they drop the baby in a garbage can and keep walking down the road.
Hexx: So what do you think about these Machine gun punks?
Mimic socks some kid in the stomach and takes his ice cream cone.
Hexx: I think they don't know who their dealing with, NAZI is back and we're badder then ever.
Mimic chucks the ice cream at a cop on a bike, causing him to crash into a taxi, he's not dead, he just won't walk again.
Hexx: They think they can just walk into our ring and take our claim to those tag team titles. We've been in nCw longer than anybody, nobody respects us, they even hold that jobber Mark Evil above us.
Mimic suddenly stops in the middle of the street as they were crossing. Some guy beeps his horn and Mimic walks over and punches his way through the glass. He rips the guy out, he looks like Tom Cruise, Mimic starts beating him unmercifully.
Hexx: He does this whenever he doesn't have his morning coffee.
Mimic drops the guy on the ground, he's bleeding pretty bad, Mimic un zips his pants and begins to urinate on the man. When he's finished he drops a five dollar bill on him and walks away.
Hexx: Done?
Mimic nods his head as they get in the guys car and drive over him and down the road, again the guy is alright, he just won't breath on his own again.
Hexx: Back to our match Sunday. It's our last chance, loser leaves nCw. Theres no failure Sunday Mimic. No room to screw up. We have to win.
They pull the car over, Mimic waves his hands at two fine young looking ladies on the side of the road. They begin touching themselves all over at the prospect of being brutalized by the dynamic duo of NAZI. The two hot young things jump in the back of the Dodge Spirit. Mimic climbs over the seat and the two ladies immediately being making out with him.
Hexx: You can't resist us Motor City Mafia. You can't resist the raw power that is the unbridled pure Evilness of the most diabolical, scientological, biological, bad ass tag team this side of the River Styxx. You think you have a chance? You think you have a prayer? Well I called up your buddy Jesus and I told him that if he even thought about answering your prayers, I'd have my buddy Mimic here show him the difference between the Romans... and the NAZIS!
In the back seat we see the the two women now nearly naked, and Mimic seemingly only wearing his face paint, though we can't see below his waist.
Hexx: I'm done wasting my breath on these two Mimic. They are nothing to us, nothing compared to God's nightmare on Earth. WE are NAZI, we have seen the dark side, we have faced the devil, and we punched him square in the face. We are God's worst fear, the Devil's worst nightmare, we are the thing that bumps in the night, the shadows on the wall, we are the next nCw tag team champions, and we are the guys who will end your careers.
The car pulls over on the side of the road. Mimic literally throws the two naked women out onto the street. He slams the door and NAZI takes off with their clothes.
Hexx: Lets get something eat.
Fin