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[Josh Sutton is sitting inside his home, a phone up to his ear and appearing to be in conversation with someone...we listen in...]
Sutton: How would you like to have your old job back? ???: Me get job back? Sutton: Sure. ???: Why want me back? You say me cause you bad. Sutton: It's called forgive and forget. ???: Oh, me see. Sutton: I mean, sureyou are the cause of my two years in therapy, and you fucked my wife..and well you caused me to fall out of friendship with Damian Keyser... [Sutton thinks: "I must be extremely desperate or maybe I really am losing my mind. Boy would my therapist love to hear me say that."] ???: Josh, me sorry. Me no mean to cause all those problems. Sutton: Huh? Oh yeah, I know. Don't worry about it. Let's just try not to make the same mistakes this time around. ???: Me try not to. Sutton: So I take it you really do want to be back on the road with the greatness again? ???: Meh, Alex Kayman was busy, but you will do. ["Yep definately desperation. I'll have to double the dosage of my medication just to contain myself from strangling him before the pay-per-view."] Sutton: Heh...Funny. We need to discuss a strategy for the battle royal. That no good bastard Xander won't slip from my grasp untouched. ???: Me has to go. Your wife and friends here. Time for me to pimp. Sutton: Huh?! WAIT! ???: Bye Bye. Sutton: You bastard, I will kick... :::Click::: Dial Tone.. "If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again." [Sutton throws the phone against the wall and sighs in anguish.] Sutton: Here we go again... [~FADE TO BLACK
| "To women, I am like a drug....They can't get enough of me. Men envy what I have while their children look up to me as their hero." - Josh Sutton |