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| Where we last left our uncaped crusaders, they had stopped at a local ejactulating redneck run gas station. We rejoin our friends as they continue their voyage to The Tacoma Domem in "On the road...Part 3" Sutton: Man, It feels good to sit down. Kane: What the hell are you talking about, you sat on the toilet for like 30 minutes. Sutton: Yeah, but my ass kept slipping off because the seat was cracked. Kane: You don't have to go into detail. Sutton: Right.. well you brought it up. Did you by any chance ask for directions? Kane: No... What the hell did you think I was doing talking to that guy? Sutton: Getting a date? Kane: Haha...Funny. They are both quiet as Tommy fiddles around with the radio again. Tommy looks up at Sutton. Sutton: What? Kane: What's that smell? Sutton: What smell? Kane: The smell that's coming from your side. Sutton: Must of hit a skunk or something. Kane: No...I've been smelling it since we left the station. Sutton: God...Alright Alright..They didn't have any toilet paper at the gas station. Tommy almost rips the seat belt as he laughs hysterically at Sutton. Sutton gets angry and punches Tommy in the air, swirving off the road and nearly crashing into a tree. Sutton swirves quickly back onto the road. Kane: Man, maybe we should have forgot the gas and bought you some diapers. Sutton: Ok, give it a rest comedian. Kane: Man you really do stink, couldn't you have wiped with your underwear and freeballed it? Sutton rolls down the windows. Sutton: Happy now? Kane: Not really, but thanks for rolling down the window. Sutton: Shut up, your not the one who has to sit in these. Kane: Because I'm sensible enough to look before I sit down and go. Did your parents potty train you when you were a kid? Sutton: Yeah..jesus man, shut up. It's not that big of a deal. Kane: Your right. My bad. Sutton: Alright, just don't do it again. Kane turns toward the window and laughs silently to himself, tears running down his cheek. Sutton: We're almost there, while you were having your little hysteria problem over there, we passed a sign that said Tacoma 30 miles. Kane: Cool... I knew we'd make it. We would have made it sooner if it weren't for your lazyness. Sutton: Fuck you buddy... You can find your own damn way home after the show for all I care. Kane: Chill dude, I was only teasing. Sutton: Sorry... It's just this whole thing with Grim has me stressed. Kane: Nervous? Sutton: NO! of course not. Grim poses no threat to me. I just...don't feel as hardcore as I used to. I've heard people saying I've lost my edge. Kane: Don't worry about it. Sutton: I'm not. I'm going to prove to everyone that I'm still a top player in the extreme era of wrestling. And Grim can damn well bet he's going through hellacious pain Tuesday. They continue talking as the scene begins to fade away. ~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 |