Post by TFP on Nov 8, 2008 22:38:56 GMT -4
Standing in Hamid Ismaili's office, PJ Curtis and Bob Pocket stand with their Tag Team Titles in their casual and daily clothes. Hamid sits on a spinny office chair behind his desk and teh slaxorz sit on the edge of their Boss' table. He is reading some papers and they try to peer down at it, but considering that it is upside down and that the two are a little bit dyslexic and illiterate from not bothering to pay attention during their school years, it doesn't help them all too much.
Hamid Ismaili: "Boys, I don't know if you're aware of this all too much, but apparently you two have risen to become one of the most popular Tag Teams in the W2K right now. You two are starting to develope into quite the assets for this federation that bring in the ratings during your appearances, matches and segments. Because of this, there are many cities in this country that would like for you two to visit and grace with your excellency."
Hamid clears his throat, preparing himself to continue.
Hamid Ismaili: "So I've arranged some phone-calls with a few people that run stadiums in the desired locations that will be accepting to have you two show up for any reason; autograph sessions, wrestling matches against the hometown heroes or perhaps to show off some of your comedic sides. But if you two don't want to do this, than you don't have to. We can always send somebody else to these cities such as David Van Dam, Kutter Flash or Latino Diablo. It's all up to you, Bob and PJ."
Bob rubs his chin.
Bob Pocket: "Hmm... so what you're telling us is that if we accept your proposel here, then we can travel the long and gruelingly boring roads and fly the high skies to these destined cities that you reserved for us to visit because of us being that hot and popular?"
Hamid nods his head with a smile.
PJ Curtis: "Well, you know what Hamid, it sounds nice and all, but--"
Bob stops PJ by cutting him off.
Bob Pocket: "But there's one question... do you pay for our food, hotels and travelling expenses?"
Hamid Ismaili: "Certainly. It was my idea to have you two go on this trip, so of course I would be paying for all that you do on this trip. You two are bringing the W2K more than what we ever dreamed of. Fact is, teh slaxorz are pretty much a favourite that attracts a cult of fans wherever you two go. So we've arranged some meetings and agreements with five popular cities in America where you two can visit at our expense."
PJ and Bob look at each other.
PJ Curtis: "Is Casa Bonita on the list?"
Hamid Ismaili: "I'm sorry, PJ, but no... it isn't..."
PJ frowns.
Hamid Ismaili: "However, you two have the priviliges of going to what we think would be great for you two to visit on your trip: the Johnsonville Hotdog factory where you two get to see first-hand what it takes to make the simplest hotdog and what the requirements are to stuff inside of it, including the meats from certain animal parts and so on."
Bob Pocket: "Let us think for a second."
Bob pulls out a sand-filled egg-timer and sets it on the desk. It's probably one foot high in each glass halve, but it is filled with a couple pinches of sand. After about a second... or half a second, if that... it all reaches the bottom.
Bob Pocket: "Done thinking."
PJ Curtis: "We've got our answer."
Hamid leans forward, intrigued by what they are going to say.
Hamid Ismaili: "So what is it, boys?"
PJ Curtis: "No."
Bob Pocket: "Yes."
The two look at each other in disbelief.
Bob Pocket: "PJ! We get to visit Johnsonville... WE GET TO VISIT JOHNSONVILLE!"
PJ Curtis: "I know, but I need my nachos, Bob."
Hamid Ismaili: "About that, we've booked you two to hotels that have Mexican restaraunts built into them in the cafeteria."
PJ Curtis: "Ohh... so, uhh... I'll go."
Hamid nods.
Hamid Ismaili: "Good, that's good to hear. Since you two officially agreed to go on this trip, I won't waste your time any longer. On this paper that I'm about to hand you, this will be the location that the two of you will be heading to. There are five locations in total and I expect both of you to visit each and every one of them by next Thursday."
PJ and Bob observe the list.
Hamid Ismaili: "Oh, and you better get packing. Your plane leaves in about 2 hours."
Bob and PJ looked shocked and grab the paper, leaving the office by running. Fade out.
Hamid Ismaili: "Boys, I don't know if you're aware of this all too much, but apparently you two have risen to become one of the most popular Tag Teams in the W2K right now. You two are starting to develope into quite the assets for this federation that bring in the ratings during your appearances, matches and segments. Because of this, there are many cities in this country that would like for you two to visit and grace with your excellency."
Hamid clears his throat, preparing himself to continue.
Hamid Ismaili: "So I've arranged some phone-calls with a few people that run stadiums in the desired locations that will be accepting to have you two show up for any reason; autograph sessions, wrestling matches against the hometown heroes or perhaps to show off some of your comedic sides. But if you two don't want to do this, than you don't have to. We can always send somebody else to these cities such as David Van Dam, Kutter Flash or Latino Diablo. It's all up to you, Bob and PJ."
Bob rubs his chin.
Bob Pocket: "Hmm... so what you're telling us is that if we accept your proposel here, then we can travel the long and gruelingly boring roads and fly the high skies to these destined cities that you reserved for us to visit because of us being that hot and popular?"
Hamid nods his head with a smile.
PJ Curtis: "Well, you know what Hamid, it sounds nice and all, but--"
Bob stops PJ by cutting him off.
Bob Pocket: "But there's one question... do you pay for our food, hotels and travelling expenses?"
Hamid Ismaili: "Certainly. It was my idea to have you two go on this trip, so of course I would be paying for all that you do on this trip. You two are bringing the W2K more than what we ever dreamed of. Fact is, teh slaxorz are pretty much a favourite that attracts a cult of fans wherever you two go. So we've arranged some meetings and agreements with five popular cities in America where you two can visit at our expense."
PJ and Bob look at each other.
PJ Curtis: "Is Casa Bonita on the list?"
Hamid Ismaili: "I'm sorry, PJ, but no... it isn't..."
PJ frowns.
Hamid Ismaili: "However, you two have the priviliges of going to what we think would be great for you two to visit on your trip: the Johnsonville Hotdog factory where you two get to see first-hand what it takes to make the simplest hotdog and what the requirements are to stuff inside of it, including the meats from certain animal parts and so on."
Bob Pocket: "Let us think for a second."
Bob pulls out a sand-filled egg-timer and sets it on the desk. It's probably one foot high in each glass halve, but it is filled with a couple pinches of sand. After about a second... or half a second, if that... it all reaches the bottom.
Bob Pocket: "Done thinking."
PJ Curtis: "We've got our answer."
Hamid leans forward, intrigued by what they are going to say.
Hamid Ismaili: "So what is it, boys?"
PJ Curtis: "No."
Bob Pocket: "Yes."
The two look at each other in disbelief.
Bob Pocket: "PJ! We get to visit Johnsonville... WE GET TO VISIT JOHNSONVILLE!"
PJ Curtis: "I know, but I need my nachos, Bob."
Hamid Ismaili: "About that, we've booked you two to hotels that have Mexican restaraunts built into them in the cafeteria."
PJ Curtis: "Ohh... so, uhh... I'll go."
Hamid nods.
Hamid Ismaili: "Good, that's good to hear. Since you two officially agreed to go on this trip, I won't waste your time any longer. On this paper that I'm about to hand you, this will be the location that the two of you will be heading to. There are five locations in total and I expect both of you to visit each and every one of them by next Thursday."
PJ and Bob observe the list.
Hamid Ismaili: "Oh, and you better get packing. Your plane leaves in about 2 hours."
Bob and PJ looked shocked and grab the paper, leaving the office by running. Fade out.