Post by warren on Mar 9, 2007 2:26:38 GMT -5
[Out in front of the Circle K, anytown, USA]
"Dude, I'm actually in REBEL Pro Wrestling? Dude, that is totally sweet. Okay dude, hold on, my dinner's ready man. Later."
[the camera follows a skinny young man in t-shirt, baggy shorts and flannel sweater tied around his waist back into Circle K.]
"Hey Azeem, I did it for 90 seconds, that enough?."
[The clerk gives the kid a strange look. Anyways on to the microwave, which is beeping it's beep-beep-beep song. In reach the hands, pulling out a sweet looking burrito.]
"Alright, nothin' like a mondo burrito for supper, now I gotta take a big bite of refried beans, processed cheese and some spicy salsa... mwaacold! Hey Azeem, it's frozen in the middle still man!"
"Two minutes."
"But I'm hungry now! Oh well, time to eat the freezy burr-ito man! Hey come on outside dude."
[Beckonin' the camera to follow back outside. Ding goes the door when it slides open. Walk around to the side brick wall, where the kid starts chowing on his microwave burrito inbetween words.]
"So yeah, like, my name is Warren and I totally rule. You know one day I thought, one day, I'm going to be a professional wrestler, and that one day... man dudes, it's today! REBEL Pro Wrestling is the totally rad name of the place. I'm up against some tough guys from Canada and New York, and some guys I ain't never heard of, but man, I hope I get to wrestle with that Ravager guy some day, but like, on his side you know, not like, against him, dude's totally a mondo butt-kicker. Like the last match I saw of his... EXCELLENT!"
[Chomp chomp.]
"mmphanywaysmm, so I don't know what dude I'll wrestle in the first show but I'm going to go out there and like, show 'em what's up. You know because wrestling is like the only thing I really could ever see myself doing, you know, like being a lawyer or a doctor or something would just be super lame-o, like, square. Wrestling's like the only thing I like, love, you know? Yeah you know what I'm talking about dude!"
[Warren licks his fingers for burrito juice, then reaches into his side pants pocket, pulling out a wrinkled Hostess Fruit Pie wrapper.]
"Man the only thing sgweeter than Pro Wrestling is this delicious Hostess Fruit Pie! They come in apple or cherry and like, only total losers don't go in for the flaky crust and real fruit filling. And me, I'm like, totally not a loser. So this is Warren saying to all of you War-heads out there: Party on, with Hostess Fruit Pies!"
[Warren totally does the METAL \m/ sign and flashes his tongue out. Raaaaa! Dude. So cool.]
"Dude, I'm actually in REBEL Pro Wrestling? Dude, that is totally sweet. Okay dude, hold on, my dinner's ready man. Later."
[the camera follows a skinny young man in t-shirt, baggy shorts and flannel sweater tied around his waist back into Circle K.]
"Hey Azeem, I did it for 90 seconds, that enough?."
[The clerk gives the kid a strange look. Anyways on to the microwave, which is beeping it's beep-beep-beep song. In reach the hands, pulling out a sweet looking burrito.]
"Alright, nothin' like a mondo burrito for supper, now I gotta take a big bite of refried beans, processed cheese and some spicy salsa... mwaacold! Hey Azeem, it's frozen in the middle still man!"
"Two minutes."
"But I'm hungry now! Oh well, time to eat the freezy burr-ito man! Hey come on outside dude."
[Beckonin' the camera to follow back outside. Ding goes the door when it slides open. Walk around to the side brick wall, where the kid starts chowing on his microwave burrito inbetween words.]
"So yeah, like, my name is Warren and I totally rule. You know one day I thought, one day, I'm going to be a professional wrestler, and that one day... man dudes, it's today! REBEL Pro Wrestling is the totally rad name of the place. I'm up against some tough guys from Canada and New York, and some guys I ain't never heard of, but man, I hope I get to wrestle with that Ravager guy some day, but like, on his side you know, not like, against him, dude's totally a mondo butt-kicker. Like the last match I saw of his... EXCELLENT!"
[Chomp chomp.]
"mmphanywaysmm, so I don't know what dude I'll wrestle in the first show but I'm going to go out there and like, show 'em what's up. You know because wrestling is like the only thing I really could ever see myself doing, you know, like being a lawyer or a doctor or something would just be super lame-o, like, square. Wrestling's like the only thing I like, love, you know? Yeah you know what I'm talking about dude!"
[Warren licks his fingers for burrito juice, then reaches into his side pants pocket, pulling out a wrinkled Hostess Fruit Pie wrapper.]
"Man the only thing sgweeter than Pro Wrestling is this delicious Hostess Fruit Pie! They come in apple or cherry and like, only total losers don't go in for the flaky crust and real fruit filling. And me, I'm like, totally not a loser. So this is Warren saying to all of you War-heads out there: Party on, with Hostess Fruit Pies!"
[Warren totally does the METAL \m/ sign and flashes his tongue out. Raaaaa! Dude. So cool.]