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Eugene Esquire...Who I Admire...
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GTA
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{The scene opens up with a squeeking of springs. As the camera goes on, the noise gets louder, and louder, and louder! Finally, the camera man comes to a door, which is marked GTA. The camera man knocks, no answer, another knock, the squeeking gets louder, as you hear someone scream "Leave, I'm getting some." The camera man continues to knock, until the noise stops. Then the noise of an angry man coming to the door to beat up a camera man is heard. The man opens the door, and it is The Mustang. He is in shorts, and no shirt.}
--=THE MUSTANG=-- What the hell do you want?
--=CAMERA MAN(CM)=-- Well, Shockwave card was put out, and you have a match. So I am coming to get a promo.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Can't you come back later?
--=CM=-- I can't, I have other things to do.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Fine, make it quick.
--=CM=-- First off, who is in there?
--=THE MUSTANG=-- None of your damn business.
--=CM=-- Where The Bandit?
--=THE MUSTANG=-- At the gym...are you going to ask me all these stupid questions?
--=CM=-- Nah, oh, by the way, you are fighting Eugene Esquire. On in 5...4....3....2...
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Well, it looks that though I have a match at Shockwave, and it is a singles man, that my brother and I laid out last night, along with his tag partner. I have to fight Eugene Esquire. Eugene, I really do admire you. I mean, most guys that can't get a descent lady and get laid, they usually go gay, or start raping people. I admire you for not stepping down the wrong path, but rather, I think you chose the wrong path anyway. Having sex with a 75 year old woman. GROSS! That is absolutey disgusting. You see, I don't care how desparate you get, but there are other options. Hooters, Fantasy Gifts, Playboy, but an old wrinkly lady, who is older than my grand-mother...you're sick man. Enough about the biggest sin of your life.
{The Mustang looks back into the room, to see if the woman is still in bed.}
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Well lets see, last night, we showed you and Arthur what we are all about. We did exactly what we wanted, and to show you guys up. We kicked your ass, and left you laying right in the middle of the ring. And we even helped you out, now you don't have to feel guily about dragging an old lady around anymore, since she probably broke more than a hip last night. So Eugene, don't expect a walk by, because boy, you are gonna get a beat down.
--=THE MUSTANG=-- Now, some people are wondering, why the hell did Bandit and me came out to help Suicide and Chris Matthews, no reason at all. WE just wanted another shot at High Class. So in two nights, we layed you guys out, and the second, with your girl friends walking devices. So Eugene, come this Tuesday, I will show you, that you have No Class!
{The camera goes off, and The Mustang doesn't say a word, but turns around, and slams the door. The camera man stands there for a minute, until the soothing noise of bed springs rubbing comes back.} |
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