Post by Ron Gibson on May 28, 2009 22:14:38 GMT -6
**Ron is shown in his bed, as amber lays beside him fully clothed and ron not so much. He leans up but has the sheet covering anything of importance.... anything that would not only burn in on your television set but burn the eyes of children around the world. Ron smiles and nods, reaches over and takes a drink from his coffee.**
Ron: Ah..... the best part of waking up is my alcoholic flavored folgers in my cup. Smells.... just awesome. I commend you on that jason, as that is the smartest idea you had since always cutting promos without a shirt on... sweating... flexing... trying to make us jealous? Trying to make us love you?
Curtis: Yeah he's homo.
**Curtis is shown on the other side of the bed, just on the floor next to amber.**
Ron: .....
Curtis: Long night of drinking I suppose.... I wouldn't ask.
Ron: Next time you address us. Please put your shirt on.... some pants... we don't need to see any mr. happy poking around.
Amber: Trust me....
**Amber yawns as she says that.**
Amber: Trust me, mr. happy doesn't get up often. It would just stare at me.... maybe twitch alittle.
Curtis: .....I'm going to bed and will probably have nightmares for an eternity.
Ron: If for once jason, you stopped lifting the heavyweights it wouldn't strain your brain. You wouldn't look like a fool and come up with crazy believes about this and that happening. About us losing the title? It's like your high because what you shoot out of your mouth is just plain bull****. Anyone in the right mind won't believe it. Dirty Deal... without title? You or jackhammer with title or the power that comes with this title? Come on! Don't you have enough power already. I see you struggle to lift those dumbbells. Do you really want the extra weight on your shoulder? Dirty Deal doesn't want to be held responsible when you OD on the juice. We don't want to be held responsible for all the work you put in and failing to deliver.
Amber: That's what she said.
**Amber high fives curtis.... but he's sleeping so she slaps him in the forehead**
Ron: From that point on.... you can't do better. You can't get in even better shape. Your ability becomes invalid added to the long list of exploits that you claim. Just look at this....
**Ron stands up but pulls the blanket off the bed and covering him. This is when concussed gary busey and a dog is shown beneath the sheets. Not knowing what to say... the camera looks at ron gibson**
Ron: Look.... at.....eerrrrr..... THIS!!!!!
**Ron flexes hard.... showing off what god gave him naturally**
Ron: You see this.... this is what a champion is made off. This is what naturally defined means jason. I get all this from sitting on my ass all day. Watching videos of bums getting beaten with golf clubs of. What do I have to show for it? The xtreme title.... which is laying around here somewhere. I just don't know where....
**Ron glares at gary busey hugging something shiny. He ignores it and goes on**
Ron: You.... you don't look anything like me. You take the time to impress the camera's. So young woman around the world can take your picture to bed with them and make them feel womanly. Do they do that for me? No. Do I care? No. I'm the laziest motherfuc...
Russell: NO!!!!
**He pops out from under the bed**
Ron: ....in ncw. Yet I can beat just about anyone on the roster if I put my mind to it. How awesome is that jason? How awesome is it that I can admit that with no guilt in mind. You honestly are going to stand in front of that camera with pigface and tell me otherwise. That we're going to get a beating. That whether or not jackhammer helps you, you will be walking out with our title? Well.... BULL****!!!! Keep that **** in your mind, tell it to jade at night to get her all hot and ready. Don't poison our spirits, unless you want to piss us off.
Curtis: We're already pissed off ron. He can't change that or stop us from wanting to dropkick his balls off.
Ron: You're right. You're definetly right curtis. We don't believe it jason. We know it... you're just going to stand there. Being in a confused state of mind. You're literally going to watch us beat your ass in ashes then watch as a gust of wind blows away your very existence. As simple as that. No harm shall come to us and no threat of removing this title from around our wastes will prove to be true. Just lies that will soon be forgotten. As this will be the last go around for you.... we have no will to be put through a fight with you again. It ends... before your career can be reborn.
Curtis: So technically... abortion is...
Russell: No.
**Russell stares at curtis but gets slaps, amber kicks russell as he's looking up her skirt.**
Ron: Wake up and smell the coffee? That was your suggestion to me jason. Well now that I have done that. One has to wonder when you finally wake up and reality clicks in. When you finally say... HEY!!!! These guy are making sense. The only thing I have going for me is this empty pill bottle and the slop i feed jade in her hog pen.
Curtis: Reality will only be real to him, when we take this...
**Amber hands over the xtreme title, which he tears from the graps of drunked and maybe dead, gary busey.**
Ron: and force feed our success down his throat. Which will be all in due time.... So i say again.... The best part of waking up is not this damn fine whiskoffee. It's knowing guys like sexy jason won't be around for much longer.
Curtis: It's knowing guys like jackhammer won't be their to back up supposed partners. It's knowing teams like lords of destruction...
Ron: are just one loss away from imploding in each others faces.
Amber: .....
Ron: I know.... i know.... i memorize you with the **** i spew out of my mouth.
Curtis: I'm going back to bed.... hopefully get an image other than jason in tight shorts.
**Ron stretches and drops the blanket.... he covers up. As curtis closes his eyes. Gary busey mutters in his sleep and rubs the dogs belly. We fades out, as amber files her nails and the shreds land on curtis face.**
Ron: Ah..... the best part of waking up is my alcoholic flavored folgers in my cup. Smells.... just awesome. I commend you on that jason, as that is the smartest idea you had since always cutting promos without a shirt on... sweating... flexing... trying to make us jealous? Trying to make us love you?
Curtis: Yeah he's homo.
**Curtis is shown on the other side of the bed, just on the floor next to amber.**
Ron: .....
Curtis: Long night of drinking I suppose.... I wouldn't ask.
Ron: Next time you address us. Please put your shirt on.... some pants... we don't need to see any mr. happy poking around.
Amber: Trust me....
**Amber yawns as she says that.**
Amber: Trust me, mr. happy doesn't get up often. It would just stare at me.... maybe twitch alittle.
Curtis: .....I'm going to bed and will probably have nightmares for an eternity.
Ron: If for once jason, you stopped lifting the heavyweights it wouldn't strain your brain. You wouldn't look like a fool and come up with crazy believes about this and that happening. About us losing the title? It's like your high because what you shoot out of your mouth is just plain bull****. Anyone in the right mind won't believe it. Dirty Deal... without title? You or jackhammer with title or the power that comes with this title? Come on! Don't you have enough power already. I see you struggle to lift those dumbbells. Do you really want the extra weight on your shoulder? Dirty Deal doesn't want to be held responsible when you OD on the juice. We don't want to be held responsible for all the work you put in and failing to deliver.
Amber: That's what she said.
**Amber high fives curtis.... but he's sleeping so she slaps him in the forehead**
Ron: From that point on.... you can't do better. You can't get in even better shape. Your ability becomes invalid added to the long list of exploits that you claim. Just look at this....
**Ron stands up but pulls the blanket off the bed and covering him. This is when concussed gary busey and a dog is shown beneath the sheets. Not knowing what to say... the camera looks at ron gibson**
Ron: Look.... at.....eerrrrr..... THIS!!!!!
**Ron flexes hard.... showing off what god gave him naturally**
Ron: You see this.... this is what a champion is made off. This is what naturally defined means jason. I get all this from sitting on my ass all day. Watching videos of bums getting beaten with golf clubs of. What do I have to show for it? The xtreme title.... which is laying around here somewhere. I just don't know where....
**Ron glares at gary busey hugging something shiny. He ignores it and goes on**
Ron: You.... you don't look anything like me. You take the time to impress the camera's. So young woman around the world can take your picture to bed with them and make them feel womanly. Do they do that for me? No. Do I care? No. I'm the laziest motherfuc...
Russell: NO!!!!
**He pops out from under the bed**
Ron: ....in ncw. Yet I can beat just about anyone on the roster if I put my mind to it. How awesome is that jason? How awesome is it that I can admit that with no guilt in mind. You honestly are going to stand in front of that camera with pigface and tell me otherwise. That we're going to get a beating. That whether or not jackhammer helps you, you will be walking out with our title? Well.... BULL****!!!! Keep that **** in your mind, tell it to jade at night to get her all hot and ready. Don't poison our spirits, unless you want to piss us off.
Curtis: We're already pissed off ron. He can't change that or stop us from wanting to dropkick his balls off.
Ron: You're right. You're definetly right curtis. We don't believe it jason. We know it... you're just going to stand there. Being in a confused state of mind. You're literally going to watch us beat your ass in ashes then watch as a gust of wind blows away your very existence. As simple as that. No harm shall come to us and no threat of removing this title from around our wastes will prove to be true. Just lies that will soon be forgotten. As this will be the last go around for you.... we have no will to be put through a fight with you again. It ends... before your career can be reborn.
Curtis: So technically... abortion is...
Russell: No.
**Russell stares at curtis but gets slaps, amber kicks russell as he's looking up her skirt.**
Ron: Wake up and smell the coffee? That was your suggestion to me jason. Well now that I have done that. One has to wonder when you finally wake up and reality clicks in. When you finally say... HEY!!!! These guy are making sense. The only thing I have going for me is this empty pill bottle and the slop i feed jade in her hog pen.
Curtis: Reality will only be real to him, when we take this...
**Amber hands over the xtreme title, which he tears from the graps of drunked and maybe dead, gary busey.**
Ron: and force feed our success down his throat. Which will be all in due time.... So i say again.... The best part of waking up is not this damn fine whiskoffee. It's knowing guys like sexy jason won't be around for much longer.
Curtis: It's knowing guys like jackhammer won't be their to back up supposed partners. It's knowing teams like lords of destruction...
Ron: are just one loss away from imploding in each others faces.
Amber: .....
Ron: I know.... i know.... i memorize you with the **** i spew out of my mouth.
Curtis: I'm going back to bed.... hopefully get an image other than jason in tight shorts.
**Ron stretches and drops the blanket.... he covers up. As curtis closes his eyes. Gary busey mutters in his sleep and rubs the dogs belly. We fades out, as amber files her nails and the shreds land on curtis face.**