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| The scene opens in the lobby of the arena. Sutton pushes the Mt. Dew button on the Pepsi machine, but nothing happens. Sutton pushes the coin return button. No money returns. Sutton looks annoyed and puts another dollar into the machine. He pushes the button again. It again steals his money. Sutton lets out a loud scream and shakes the machine. A member of production walks over to Sutton. Production Member: It's not turned on. Sutton: Shut the hell up you over-payed goat. P.M: Gosh, I was just trying to help. Sutton gets onto his hands and knees and tries to plug in the machine. P.M: I wouldn' do that if i were yo.. Sutton: Are you still here? I told you to get lost! NOW GET OUTTA HERE BUM! P.M: Suit yourself, asshole. The man walks off as Sutton continues to fiddle around with the plugin. Sutton lets out a scream as the outlet shocks him. Sutton: OUCH! SON OF A BITCH! Piece of shit machine! Sutton puts in another dollar and finally gets a moutain dew. He hits the elevator button. He then notices a sign on the side wall saying "Temporarily Out of Order." Sutton frowns and opens the door to the stairway. He begins making the long climb up to his dressing room. Sutton: Damn. This is pathetic. This is like a bad episode of A Different World. They don't have anything. I'm gonna bitch about this, I guarentee it. Sutton finally arrives on his floor and as soon as he steps around the hall corner, he steps on a large cardboard box. Sutton: What the hell? Now people are throwing their trash out in the hallway. This is horrible. Voice: Help me. I'm stuck! Sutton: Man...how old is this Mt. Dew? Voice: Down here.. In the box. Sutton: I really need some sleep. Voice: Open the box please sir. Sutton opens the box and a small dwarf like creature springs out of the box on a flying pogo stick. He winks at Josh and takes off his hat, bowing. Sutton: Wha..What the hell!?!!? Dwarf: I must say thank you, Mr. for freeing me from that prison. Sutton: This is what I get for letting my cousin talk me into doing acid when I was 15. *coughs* so uh..um..uh..Who are you? Dwarf: I am Wet Willy the wish granting wizard. But you can call me Wet Willy. Sutton: You're kidding me right? So you're like a genie right? Wet Willy: No kidding Mr. But if you must know, I am somewhat like a genie. Sutton: But I thought genie's came in a bottle? Wet Willy: That's horse rubbish. Genie's can come from many places sir. Sutton: Ok...well run along now er...Willy. I have to get some sleep. Wet Willy: Well...Sir. Hold on, come back sir. It's in the genie rule book that I must grant you three wishes. Sutton: Three wishes huh? Wet Willy: Yes sir.. Please ask of three things. So that I may return to my family in Wildawanka? Sutton: Wildawhatta? Wet Willy: Wildawanka. Sutton: Is that in Canada or Austrailia? Wet Willy: Neither sir. It is under the magical mushroom kingdom. Sutton: Three wishes? Sounds tempting...but nah. Wet Willy flies over on his pogo stick and sits on Sutton's nose. Wet Willy: Plllleasseee Sir. It's been years since I have seen my family. Please make your wishes? Sutton: Can't we pretend like I made the wishes? Wet Willy: No! You have to make three wishes. Wet Willy flies off about an inch and pulls Sutton's cheek. Sutton: You little bastard! Sutton flicks Willy across the room and he smacks into the wall. Sutton: Now go away. I gotta get some shut eye. Maybe I'll make some wishes tommorow or something. Wet Willy: No you won't. You're just saying that to get rid of me. You'll keep putting it off day after day and I'll never get to see my family again. Sutton: Awwwww...such a sad story.. Tough shit jerky. Wet Willy: Please sir. Please don't do this to me. I can grant anything except harm to another living thing. How about money? Sutton: I have no desire for money. Maybe I will think of something in the morning when I have some sleep. Sutton begins walking down the hallway, Wet Willy glides along on his magically powered pogo stick, jabbering on, but Sutton has his mind on other things. Like sleeping. Sutton comes to his room door but Wet Willy zooms in front of his face. Willy: Come on sir, anything. Anything you want. Just three wishes. Please. Please. Please. Please. Sutton walks right past him and into his room, shutting the door. He collapses on his bed and falls quickly asleep.
The scene opens back up at about 8 a.m. Saturday morning. A day before the big ppv- Devine Disorder. Sutton sits up, drool running down his chin, he wipes his eyes and forehead of the sweat.
| Sutton: My god....Now i see what Tommy goes through with his dreams. That..that..was horrible. Sutton gets dressed and opens his door. He has a face of pure horror as he opens the door and sees the familiar face of WET WILLY! He slams the door and stumbles backward. Sutton: I..I don't believe it. I thought it was a dream. Damn DAMN DAMN!!!!!! 3 wishes. I can do this. Maybe even have some fun. mwahahaha. Sutton opens the door with a wicked grin on his face. Sutton: Well Willy. Let's go make some wishes! Willy: FINALLY! Ok let's go. TO BE CONTINUED... ~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 |