Post by TFP on Nov 8, 2008 22:54:36 GMT -4
Cameras open near the vending machines off in the inside parking lot, belonging to the FWA arena. The backs of two people are facing us, but we can hear a slight conversation going on.
PJ Curtis: "I'd do the same thing if I was in Brokeback Mountain, to be honest."
Sensing that they've been recorded this whole time, these two individuals turn around to the delight of the camera man.
Bob Pocket: "Oh... hai."
PJ Curtis: "We were just, uh, you know... discussing how we're so glad to be here. You might know us as teh Slax0rz, we pretty much had one run in the professional wrestling industry and so we're not too known... at least I don't think we are. But for those who do know us, we came from that weird place that comes and goes like the tide. But, we had our fun there - now it's time to move on and have fun here. Uh? Say something, Bob."
Bob Pocket: "I'm Bob Pocket, I'm the guy who wears the mask. When I look at the Fans Wrestling Alliance roster, I think I could really get along with Mister Scarie. Not only do we both hide our identities, but we're probably the best wrestlers ever that nobody could beat. I wish I could show you my wrestling abilities right now, but I pulled a hamstring when I wrestled last and so I'm nursing the injury."
PJ Curtis: "Our last match was about a year ago, Bob. Unless you're counting our stint in MSW that nobody paid attention to."
Bob Pocket: "I dunno where I got my injury, I just come for the food and money."
Bob shrugs.
PJ Curtis: "Well, that's probably all you get wherever you go. But I get the women since I'm fancy and you're not."
Bob Pocket: "What makes you so fancy?"
PJ Curtis: "I take showers, not baths. That's how I'm fancy."
Bob Pocket: "And you would probably have sex with your own family to prove to us how fancy you are, eh?"
PJ Curtis: "DON'T MAKE ME KICK YOUR FUCKIN' ASS!"
PJ kicks the vending machine in rage and jumps at Bob, but he sidesteps the leap, causing PJ to slam himself on the floor.
PJ Curtis: "AHHH! MY COCK IS ON FIRE!"
Bob Pocket: "I'LL PUT IT OUT WITH MY ANUS!"
The camera man shakes his head. Fade.
PJ Curtis: "I'd do the same thing if I was in Brokeback Mountain, to be honest."
Sensing that they've been recorded this whole time, these two individuals turn around to the delight of the camera man.
Bob Pocket: "Oh... hai."
PJ Curtis: "We were just, uh, you know... discussing how we're so glad to be here. You might know us as teh Slax0rz, we pretty much had one run in the professional wrestling industry and so we're not too known... at least I don't think we are. But for those who do know us, we came from that weird place that comes and goes like the tide. But, we had our fun there - now it's time to move on and have fun here. Uh? Say something, Bob."
Bob Pocket: "I'm Bob Pocket, I'm the guy who wears the mask. When I look at the Fans Wrestling Alliance roster, I think I could really get along with Mister Scarie. Not only do we both hide our identities, but we're probably the best wrestlers ever that nobody could beat. I wish I could show you my wrestling abilities right now, but I pulled a hamstring when I wrestled last and so I'm nursing the injury."
PJ Curtis: "Our last match was about a year ago, Bob. Unless you're counting our stint in MSW that nobody paid attention to."
Bob Pocket: "I dunno where I got my injury, I just come for the food and money."
Bob shrugs.
PJ Curtis: "Well, that's probably all you get wherever you go. But I get the women since I'm fancy and you're not."
Bob Pocket: "What makes you so fancy?"
PJ Curtis: "I take showers, not baths. That's how I'm fancy."
Bob Pocket: "And you would probably have sex with your own family to prove to us how fancy you are, eh?"
PJ Curtis: "DON'T MAKE ME KICK YOUR FUCKIN' ASS!"
PJ kicks the vending machine in rage and jumps at Bob, but he sidesteps the leap, causing PJ to slam himself on the floor.
PJ Curtis: "AHHH! MY COCK IS ON FIRE!"
Bob Pocket: "I'LL PUT IT OUT WITH MY ANUS!"
The camera man shakes his head. Fade.