Post by Rotten on Feb 8, 2007 20:33:15 GMT -5
SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
[Cut to a shot of Johnny Rotten with a Slim Jim in his hand.]
Fox: Hey kid, do you want something to wash that down with.
[Johnny nods.]
Fox: Snapple
Johnny: Sure.
[Fox opens his wallet in front of a vending machine and then violently shakes the machine just incase a free pop falls out. It doesn't, so Fox parts with a shiny loonie and an old quarter as he presses the Snapple button. Grabbing the drink, Fox hits the refund button a couple of times and then fishes his finger in the change dispenser just incase.]
Fox: Damn...
[Johnny walks out of his dressing room, with his gym bag slung over one shoulder. Fox hands him the Snapple and reminds him that it isn't free.]
Fox: [Murmering] It was Two bucks.
Johnny: So where were you after my match... You just up'ed and disappeared.
Fox: Meh... Nothing, you know just hanging around with some wrestlers backstage. Scoping the talent.
Johnny: [Jokingly] What I lose one match, and your looking to trade me in.
[Fox shoves a handfull of business cards into his back pocket.]
Fox: [Guilt] No... [Stammering] I was just... [Points] Josh Renyolds.
[Fox springs into a Superkick looking to take Reynold's head off as a distraction.]
Ripppppppppppppppppp
[He comes up a good foot and half short, in both directions.]
Fox: [Pain] I think I broke my hamstring... Or my groin. It's hard to tell cause I'm a bit fat.
[Johnny sighs]
[Reynolds laughs.]
Reynolds: What a joke. [Walks away] Kinda like your winning streak.
SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
Johnny: Hey Reynolds... You got something on your chin.
Reynolds: [Stops and turns.] Huh what... [Wipes his chin.] I don't see...
[Finally notices Johnny's foot coming full extension towards his face.]
Reynolds: [Daffy Duck impersonation] Mother...
WHAAAAAAAAAAAMMMM
[Johnny helps Jeff Fox up.]
Fox: [Lowering down and whispering] Pull my finger.
Reynolds [Dazed and Confused] What...
BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
[Shot fades out with Jeff's trailing words. "I think I touched cloth with that one."]
[Cut to a shot of Johnny Rotten with a Slim Jim in his hand.]
Fox: Hey kid, do you want something to wash that down with.
[Johnny nods.]
Fox: Snapple
Johnny: Sure.
[Fox opens his wallet in front of a vending machine and then violently shakes the machine just incase a free pop falls out. It doesn't, so Fox parts with a shiny loonie and an old quarter as he presses the Snapple button. Grabbing the drink, Fox hits the refund button a couple of times and then fishes his finger in the change dispenser just incase.]
Fox: Damn...
[Johnny walks out of his dressing room, with his gym bag slung over one shoulder. Fox hands him the Snapple and reminds him that it isn't free.]
Fox: [Murmering] It was Two bucks.
Johnny: So where were you after my match... You just up'ed and disappeared.
Fox: Meh... Nothing, you know just hanging around with some wrestlers backstage. Scoping the talent.
Johnny: [Jokingly] What I lose one match, and your looking to trade me in.
[Fox shoves a handfull of business cards into his back pocket.]
Fox: [Guilt] No... [Stammering] I was just... [Points] Josh Renyolds.
[Fox springs into a Superkick looking to take Reynold's head off as a distraction.]
Ripppppppppppppppppp
[He comes up a good foot and half short, in both directions.]
Fox: [Pain] I think I broke my hamstring... Or my groin. It's hard to tell cause I'm a bit fat.
[Johnny sighs]
[Reynolds laughs.]
Reynolds: What a joke. [Walks away] Kinda like your winning streak.
SNAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
Johnny: Hey Reynolds... You got something on your chin.
Reynolds: [Stops and turns.] Huh what... [Wipes his chin.] I don't see...
[Finally notices Johnny's foot coming full extension towards his face.]
Reynolds: [Daffy Duck impersonation] Mother...
WHAAAAAAAAAAAMMMM
[Johnny helps Jeff Fox up.]
Fox: [Lowering down and whispering] Pull my finger.
Reynolds [Dazed and Confused] What...
BRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAP
[Shot fades out with Jeff's trailing words. "I think I touched cloth with that one."]