Post by Slammin' Sam on Apr 8, 2010 20:15:35 GMT -6
S.T. Strickler is somewhere in a public library, with Benson not far from behind him.
Strickler: So big man, what's it like to be back in wrestling again?
Benson: Fantastic. What fools everybody was made of after I "retired" in the WRF. That was nothing more than some elaborate scheme for you to get rid of that useless little twerp, Bobby Bling-Bling.
Strickler: Man, that was great, wasn't it? You set that idiot up, and I knocked him down. Never to be heard of again! What can I say? We're just too damn good. So good it should be considered illegal. Know what I mean?
Benson firmly nods in agreement.
Strickler: And now that the big man is back, we're gonna do what we want, when we want to here in SNW. We want something? We'll take it. We wanna do something? It gets done.
And speaking of doing what I want, that's exactly what will happen at Guys Night Out. Now Wench, if I wanted that Von Erich Memorial Title, believe me, I'd take it. But I'm not worried about some phony baloney belt that praises a bunch of drugged up, suicidal losers.
And while I'm on the subject of losers, why don't you ditch that emo punk Matt Magera, and stand beside a real man like myself? Wenchy girl, I got just about everything Magera has, and more.
But Wench, if I have to, I'll gladly knock your block off again, just like I did before. And this time, it won't be a "wrong place at the wrong time" deal.
Strickler looks at Benson.
Strickler: C'mon big man, let's get out of this nerd hole.
The two walk off as the scene fades out.
Strickler: So big man, what's it like to be back in wrestling again?
Benson: Fantastic. What fools everybody was made of after I "retired" in the WRF. That was nothing more than some elaborate scheme for you to get rid of that useless little twerp, Bobby Bling-Bling.
Strickler: Man, that was great, wasn't it? You set that idiot up, and I knocked him down. Never to be heard of again! What can I say? We're just too damn good. So good it should be considered illegal. Know what I mean?
Benson firmly nods in agreement.
Strickler: And now that the big man is back, we're gonna do what we want, when we want to here in SNW. We want something? We'll take it. We wanna do something? It gets done.
And speaking of doing what I want, that's exactly what will happen at Guys Night Out. Now Wench, if I wanted that Von Erich Memorial Title, believe me, I'd take it. But I'm not worried about some phony baloney belt that praises a bunch of drugged up, suicidal losers.
And while I'm on the subject of losers, why don't you ditch that emo punk Matt Magera, and stand beside a real man like myself? Wenchy girl, I got just about everything Magera has, and more.
But Wench, if I have to, I'll gladly knock your block off again, just like I did before. And this time, it won't be a "wrong place at the wrong time" deal.
Strickler looks at Benson.
Strickler: C'mon big man, let's get out of this nerd hole.
The two walk off as the scene fades out.
