Post by Ron Gibson on Jul 1, 2009 23:25:18 GMT -6
**Ron Gibson applauds in front of his tv. He yells for curtis, amber, and russell to all applaud aswell. When we take a peak, it's keybo giving his final address on air. He bows his head, possibly to let the people know it's been an honor. Ron nods back, letting him know it's been an honor to taking away something so precious.**
Ron: Can you believe it? This guy totally no sells the end of his career. See you next week when we have.... BULL****!!!! Their will be no next week, if their is it will be run from some cardboard shack in an alley. It will have a huge as antenna budging out from the top where only poor mexicans and black people will get it. They will let forward to the white crying about losing his job.... something they are so familiar with.
Russell: No race card. You need to show the heads upstairs that you can be no discriminative. I was able to cover your tracks in the wrestling ring but inside the big office. I don't think I can cover your ass.
Ron: .....So when they laugh at his poor white ass. It will be the first time I ever allow such low life colored scum to suckle in the waste that is keybo sheballz.
**Curtis stands in the corner packing his box, while amber helps him at his request.**
Curtis: We have to get this place cleaned up, seeing as next week we won't be here. We can sit in a big comfortable..... just throw our **** around.
Ron: Don't clean up. That's what I'm paying russell in overtime for. Get to it...
Russell: .....
Ron: GIT-GIT-GIT-GIT....
Curtis: To it.
**Russell does some typical stereotypical break dancing as he cleans up the mobile locker room.**
Ron: We beat him good curtis. You know this.... I know this.... but we were this close. To not even having to beat the super fans in a less than spectacular match at the ppv. **** would have been handed to us just because we are what ncw needs and wants. Isn't that right former president bush?
Curtis: psst....
**Ron looks around.... looking for the former president**
Ron: Now where....
Curtis: psst....
Ron: What?
Curtis: He didn't show. Apparently your check bounced.
Ron: What? This smells....
**Curtis smells ron.... but gets pushed back.**
Ron: NOT ME!!!! This smells of tampering and not the kind of used tamperings you find laying in the bottom of amber's purse. It smells like the work of.... Keybo!!! Check bounced? I clearly have over Six million in my account and 5.9 million just to have the former president walk by the camera and smile.... maybe throw a wave.... WAY WORTH IT!!!! Something tampered with my account. That or....
Curtis: What?
Ron: That or skynet has finally launched!!!! The robots are attacking us all!!!!
Curtis: Doubtful.
Ron: Why's that?
Curtis: Skynet is an official sponsor of Dirty Deal.
Ron: ......
Curtis: Skynet resources are paying us to whore them out while we are in office.
Ron: but.... skynet ends up taking over the world.
Curtis: That's just a movie.
Ron: .....sure.... sure....
Ron: What the hell was that?
Curtis: What...
Ron: I'm watching us on the television and our broadcast was just interrupted by something..... IT'S HAPPENING!!!! SKYNET!
Curtis: Paranoia. You need to snap out of it.
Ron: Sure... sure....
**Ron agrees with it and walks to the window. As he takes a look and takes in some fresh air.....**
Ron: IT'S HAPPENING!!!!
Curtis: Nah.... those are the protector robots to guard us. You know.... so keybo doesn't try to take us out or maybe even the super fans.
Ron: Ah.... sure.... sure.....
Curtis: Get a grip because the power trip we will be on in a week is going to make us so nuts. We're going to lose our minds just screwing with this company.
Ron: Yeah. Thing is the super fans? I don't really understand this move. We beat them already.... we must have scrambled their brains or something that they come out dressed like fools. Take us out? Sure....Sure.... You can only blind attack someone so many times but since we get to sit back and heal.
Curtis: Not that we need too.
Ron: We get to be ready and come face to face with them again. No blind attacks.... no advantage by knocking the one of silly before hand. While those are all good idea's marc with a c that stands for cunt, rings of hay and mud bowls. Maybe even a good ole fashion chili eating championship. I think the better one is you on the end of my fist, as I'm pummeling you to death. The result? Making you a picture perfect example of a true southern scumite. If that's not enough.... in a Dirty Deal NCW, you'd have to marry your tag team partners to be an official team. Ofcourse that excludes us because we ain't no gays kinds.
**Ron is just imagining it now....**
Ron: In a picture perfect ncw.... trauma would be canceled and replaced with all woman's chili and cheese wrestling. Yeah... I can see it now. Amber.... dominating the entire roster or worthless woman.
Amber: So I may a job other than sleeping with our official sponsors?
Ron: You may.... WAIT!!!! Sleeping with our sponsors? Curtis, tell me she didn't screw that robot outside. That is so disgusting to even think of her. You could damage her if one of those things leak oil inside of her. Might rust her up inside.
Curtis: .....no comment.
Amber: No comment.... except it was better that half the dead beats I sleep with.
Ron: Well that's just wrong now. You hear?
Amber: I hear.... but I don't care.
Ron: See.... skynet is already stealing our hot whores from us. You created a monster curtis. A ****ing monster.....
Russell: Please don't.....
Ron: See.... now he's sticking up for them because he knows eventually their will be no race hate when those robots take over the world. Pulling my hair out thinking of this.... while I should be pulling my hair out thinking why the super fans? They don't bring anything to the table? They win.... keybo fires them. They lose.... we don't fire them but we do proceed to humiliate them. For a team just on the scene here, it's a risky move. In a risky business like this one, all it takes is one failed move. Marc with a C, when you're dirty deal. You don't need talent.... you just need to outlast the competition. Outlast them until they keel over and die but... we will simply be happy with impairing all future judgment with a filthy compromise. Simple? Yes.... let's just hope you guys aren't miracle workers.
**Curtis whispers in his ear....**
Ron: Isn't that right mr. former president bush?
Ron: Can you believe it? This guy totally no sells the end of his career. See you next week when we have.... BULL****!!!! Their will be no next week, if their is it will be run from some cardboard shack in an alley. It will have a huge as antenna budging out from the top where only poor mexicans and black people will get it. They will let forward to the white crying about losing his job.... something they are so familiar with.
Russell: No race card. You need to show the heads upstairs that you can be no discriminative. I was able to cover your tracks in the wrestling ring but inside the big office. I don't think I can cover your ass.
Ron: .....So when they laugh at his poor white ass. It will be the first time I ever allow such low life colored scum to suckle in the waste that is keybo sheballz.
**Curtis stands in the corner packing his box, while amber helps him at his request.**
Curtis: We have to get this place cleaned up, seeing as next week we won't be here. We can sit in a big comfortable..... just throw our **** around.
Ron: Don't clean up. That's what I'm paying russell in overtime for. Get to it...
Russell: .....
Ron: GIT-GIT-GIT-GIT....
Curtis: To it.
**Russell does some typical stereotypical break dancing as he cleans up the mobile locker room.**
Ron: We beat him good curtis. You know this.... I know this.... but we were this close. To not even having to beat the super fans in a less than spectacular match at the ppv. **** would have been handed to us just because we are what ncw needs and wants. Isn't that right former president bush?
Curtis: psst....
**Ron looks around.... looking for the former president**
Ron: Now where....
Curtis: psst....
Ron: What?
Curtis: He didn't show. Apparently your check bounced.
Ron: What? This smells....
**Curtis smells ron.... but gets pushed back.**
Ron: NOT ME!!!! This smells of tampering and not the kind of used tamperings you find laying in the bottom of amber's purse. It smells like the work of.... Keybo!!! Check bounced? I clearly have over Six million in my account and 5.9 million just to have the former president walk by the camera and smile.... maybe throw a wave.... WAY WORTH IT!!!! Something tampered with my account. That or....
Curtis: What?
Ron: That or skynet has finally launched!!!! The robots are attacking us all!!!!
Curtis: Doubtful.
Ron: Why's that?
Curtis: Skynet is an official sponsor of Dirty Deal.
Ron: ......
Curtis: Skynet resources are paying us to whore them out while we are in office.
Ron: but.... skynet ends up taking over the world.
Curtis: That's just a movie.
Ron: .....sure.... sure....
Ron: What the hell was that?
Curtis: What...
Ron: I'm watching us on the television and our broadcast was just interrupted by something..... IT'S HAPPENING!!!! SKYNET!
Curtis: Paranoia. You need to snap out of it.
Ron: Sure... sure....
**Ron agrees with it and walks to the window. As he takes a look and takes in some fresh air.....**
Ron: IT'S HAPPENING!!!!
Curtis: Nah.... those are the protector robots to guard us. You know.... so keybo doesn't try to take us out or maybe even the super fans.
Ron: Ah.... sure.... sure.....
Curtis: Get a grip because the power trip we will be on in a week is going to make us so nuts. We're going to lose our minds just screwing with this company.
Ron: Yeah. Thing is the super fans? I don't really understand this move. We beat them already.... we must have scrambled their brains or something that they come out dressed like fools. Take us out? Sure....Sure.... You can only blind attack someone so many times but since we get to sit back and heal.
Curtis: Not that we need too.
Ron: We get to be ready and come face to face with them again. No blind attacks.... no advantage by knocking the one of silly before hand. While those are all good idea's marc with a c that stands for cunt, rings of hay and mud bowls. Maybe even a good ole fashion chili eating championship. I think the better one is you on the end of my fist, as I'm pummeling you to death. The result? Making you a picture perfect example of a true southern scumite. If that's not enough.... in a Dirty Deal NCW, you'd have to marry your tag team partners to be an official team. Ofcourse that excludes us because we ain't no gays kinds.
**Ron is just imagining it now....**
Ron: In a picture perfect ncw.... trauma would be canceled and replaced with all woman's chili and cheese wrestling. Yeah... I can see it now. Amber.... dominating the entire roster or worthless woman.
Amber: So I may a job other than sleeping with our official sponsors?
Ron: You may.... WAIT!!!! Sleeping with our sponsors? Curtis, tell me she didn't screw that robot outside. That is so disgusting to even think of her. You could damage her if one of those things leak oil inside of her. Might rust her up inside.
Curtis: .....no comment.
Amber: No comment.... except it was better that half the dead beats I sleep with.
Ron: Well that's just wrong now. You hear?
Amber: I hear.... but I don't care.
Ron: See.... skynet is already stealing our hot whores from us. You created a monster curtis. A ****ing monster.....
Russell: Please don't.....
Ron: See.... now he's sticking up for them because he knows eventually their will be no race hate when those robots take over the world. Pulling my hair out thinking of this.... while I should be pulling my hair out thinking why the super fans? They don't bring anything to the table? They win.... keybo fires them. They lose.... we don't fire them but we do proceed to humiliate them. For a team just on the scene here, it's a risky move. In a risky business like this one, all it takes is one failed move. Marc with a C, when you're dirty deal. You don't need talent.... you just need to outlast the competition. Outlast them until they keel over and die but... we will simply be happy with impairing all future judgment with a filthy compromise. Simple? Yes.... let's just hope you guys aren't miracle workers.
**Curtis whispers in his ear....**
Ron: Isn't that right mr. former president bush?