Post by Bubba JD on Feb 3, 2009 23:09:39 GMT -6
Scene opens up at Dunpork's House of Bacon. The manager on-duty is talking with a new server.
Manager: Do you have any questions, so far?
Server: I heard a nasty story about some customers who caused a nervous breakdown of the previous server. Please tell me this is a BS story.
Manager: That was nothing more then a strange day. Everything that could've gone wrong, did go wrong. I can't really blame her for what happened.
Some pounding on the front door can be heard. When a response isn't given immediately, the pounding gets louder. Yelling can be heard from outside.
Manager: Coming! Coming! Give me a sec, guys!
The Manager hurries over to the front door & unlocks it. As soon as the clicking sound is made from the lock, the doors fly wide open. Two large men, Super Vader & Killer Kong, saunter into the building. The manager, not quite being fast enough on his feet, is promptly knocked to the ground by the doors.
Killer Kong: 'Bout time you guys open up. We thought you weren't gonna open up on time, again!
Server: Um, may I be of assistance, gentlemen?
Super Vader: Yes! We need that table, right over there!
Super Vader points to the same table that the Destruction Crew sat at, the previous week. The server is quick to get them set up at the table.
Server: Will anyone be joining you?
Killer Kong: Just us, today.
The manager is finally getting back into the scene, gingerly holding his ribs.
Manager: There really is a God!
The Destruction Crew looks at him with strange looks on their faces.
Server: May I bring you anything, today?
Super Vader: We'll start off with one of everything on the menu, today. Also, bring a pitcher of every soft drink you have.
Killer Kong: Make it snappy, too!
The server hurries off, almost in a panic, to deal with the food order.
Killer Kong: I hope this gal holds up better then the last one we dealt with. She couldn't handle the stress of the job, too well.
Super Vader: You're telling me. She lasted longer then our opponents, though.
Killer Kong: You think the Sixth Street Assassins will hold up any better?
Super Vader: Doubtful. They couldn't even handle being food vendors. Why would they handle wrestling any better?
Killer Kong: They probably freaked out like our waitress from last time. Maybe they'll be smart enough to do what three of our four opponents did last week & bail out.
Super Vader: I'll give them credit. Most of these jobbers know when it's time to hightail it out of the ring.
Killer Kong: Too bad Nick Scott doesn't have any brains. Not too many people piss off Mauler & live to tell about it. He should be thanking you, me & Mike for holding Mauler back, like we did. SNW would be holding a prayer service for him, if we hadn't given him such a favor.
Super Vader: I heard he might just be foolish enough to show up at ringside, again. If he isn't careful this time around, his safety can't be guaranteed.
The server, along with all available people, start to bring out some of the food & drinks that the Destruction Crew ordered. Before they can even start unloading the stuff onto the table, Super Vader & Killer Kong dive right into the food, like sharks on a feeding frenzy. They signal for a second round of food as the scene comes to an end.
Manager: Do you have any questions, so far?
Server: I heard a nasty story about some customers who caused a nervous breakdown of the previous server. Please tell me this is a BS story.
Manager: That was nothing more then a strange day. Everything that could've gone wrong, did go wrong. I can't really blame her for what happened.
Some pounding on the front door can be heard. When a response isn't given immediately, the pounding gets louder. Yelling can be heard from outside.
Manager: Coming! Coming! Give me a sec, guys!
The Manager hurries over to the front door & unlocks it. As soon as the clicking sound is made from the lock, the doors fly wide open. Two large men, Super Vader & Killer Kong, saunter into the building. The manager, not quite being fast enough on his feet, is promptly knocked to the ground by the doors.
Killer Kong: 'Bout time you guys open up. We thought you weren't gonna open up on time, again!
Server: Um, may I be of assistance, gentlemen?
Super Vader: Yes! We need that table, right over there!
Super Vader points to the same table that the Destruction Crew sat at, the previous week. The server is quick to get them set up at the table.
Server: Will anyone be joining you?
Killer Kong: Just us, today.
The manager is finally getting back into the scene, gingerly holding his ribs.
Manager: There really is a God!
The Destruction Crew looks at him with strange looks on their faces.
Server: May I bring you anything, today?
Super Vader: We'll start off with one of everything on the menu, today. Also, bring a pitcher of every soft drink you have.
Killer Kong: Make it snappy, too!
The server hurries off, almost in a panic, to deal with the food order.
Killer Kong: I hope this gal holds up better then the last one we dealt with. She couldn't handle the stress of the job, too well.
Super Vader: You're telling me. She lasted longer then our opponents, though.
Killer Kong: You think the Sixth Street Assassins will hold up any better?
Super Vader: Doubtful. They couldn't even handle being food vendors. Why would they handle wrestling any better?
Killer Kong: They probably freaked out like our waitress from last time. Maybe they'll be smart enough to do what three of our four opponents did last week & bail out.
Super Vader: I'll give them credit. Most of these jobbers know when it's time to hightail it out of the ring.
Killer Kong: Too bad Nick Scott doesn't have any brains. Not too many people piss off Mauler & live to tell about it. He should be thanking you, me & Mike for holding Mauler back, like we did. SNW would be holding a prayer service for him, if we hadn't given him such a favor.
Super Vader: I heard he might just be foolish enough to show up at ringside, again. If he isn't careful this time around, his safety can't be guaranteed.
The server, along with all available people, start to bring out some of the food & drinks that the Destruction Crew ordered. Before they can even start unloading the stuff onto the table, Super Vader & Killer Kong dive right into the food, like sharks on a feeding frenzy. They signal for a second round of food as the scene comes to an end.
