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Post by immortal on Dec 12, 2005 22:58:46 GMT -5
The Immortal and Technique are in the locker room...Technique is SCREAMING HIS ASS OFF!!
::Technique:: God DAMMIT, IMMORTAL!! Why the F*CK didn't you let me in there? COME ON, I COULD'VE---
The Immortal smashes a fist size hole in a locker door and Technique shuts right up...
::Immortal:: Calm down, dammit...We got all the time in the world to get The Minstrel on the floor for the one, two, three, kay? Settle...DOWN!!
The Immortal's booming voice sits Technique down instantly...
::Immortal:: Besides, we got better things to worry about than The Minstrel...He's a laughing bastard, thats his problem...but you and I BOTH know I outwrestled him...Don't worry about it...
::Technique:: I just want to see how he does against you in a clean singles match...
::Immortal:: Don't worry...you will...But now we have Storm to worry about, alright? The laughing assclown just got lucky...
::Technique:: Yea...OK...
Technique stands up and smashes his head against a locker door, which dents, and leaves the room furious...
The Immortal is left by himself...and he's LAUGHING!! Not just laughing, immitating The Minstrel's laughter!! The lights fade out but we still here the almost identical Minstrel laughter...
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