Post by vil on Jun 18, 2008 23:18:47 GMT -6
”Rowdy” Ronnie Yates is doing some gnarly grinds outside the Lizard Lounge the night before the big SNW event. A couple of homeless guys walk by, and the occasional person walks by where ”Rowdy” is hanging out.
man in a car passing by: Go home, bum!
Rowdy: Don’t talk like that to the homeless!
man in car: I was talking about you.
”Rowdy” Ronnie Yates shakes his fist as the motorist drives away. ”Rowdy” turns around and almost walks into his tag team partner, “Cowboy” Bob Johnson.
Cowboy; How you doing, Rickey?
Rowdy: It’s Ronnie, damnit!
Cowboy: I’LL CALL YOU WHATEVER I DAMNED WELL FEEL LIKE CALLING YOU!!!
Rowdy: Quiet down, we don’t want the police stopping.
A Dallas police cruiser slowly passes by as ”Rowdy” Ronnie Yates and “Cowboy” Bob Johnson put their hands behind their back and start whistling. The police car stops and turns its lights on.
Cowboy: Not again, Lord!
The police cruiser speeds away, leaving the “Cowboy” and ”Rowdy” to themselves in front of the Lizard Lounge. A limo slowly drives up to the front of the Lizard Lounge and stops.
voice from limo: With a name like the Lizard Lounge, there’s bound to be some fine ass hoes! Booyah!
The back passenger window rolls down to reveal Dallas Cowboys suspended cornerback, Adam “Pacman” Jones.
Pacman: Gentlemen, there are some fine ass hoes up in this bizitch?
Rowdy: No Pacman, the Lounge is closed due to a SNW event tomorrow night.
Cowboy: I don’t take kindly to your kind….
The “Cowboy” spits tobacco juice under the limo. Pacman looks on in amazement.
Pacman: You remind me of where I used to go to college, “Cowboy”! You are one cool cat! Don’t be a hater!
Rowdy: He’s always a hater.
Cowboy: Well I’m gonna kick your ass!
Pacman Jones jumps out of the car and gets between the two tag team partners.
Pacman: Boys, I don’t want to shoot anyone up in this mutha, but I will if I have to. I’m more in the mood to make it rain, though? Will you guys come along and help me make it rain at some random strip club here in Dallas?
too be continued…
man in a car passing by: Go home, bum!
Rowdy: Don’t talk like that to the homeless!
man in car: I was talking about you.
”Rowdy” Ronnie Yates shakes his fist as the motorist drives away. ”Rowdy” turns around and almost walks into his tag team partner, “Cowboy” Bob Johnson.
Cowboy; How you doing, Rickey?
Rowdy: It’s Ronnie, damnit!
Cowboy: I’LL CALL YOU WHATEVER I DAMNED WELL FEEL LIKE CALLING YOU!!!
Rowdy: Quiet down, we don’t want the police stopping.
A Dallas police cruiser slowly passes by as ”Rowdy” Ronnie Yates and “Cowboy” Bob Johnson put their hands behind their back and start whistling. The police car stops and turns its lights on.
Cowboy: Not again, Lord!
The police cruiser speeds away, leaving the “Cowboy” and ”Rowdy” to themselves in front of the Lizard Lounge. A limo slowly drives up to the front of the Lizard Lounge and stops.
voice from limo: With a name like the Lizard Lounge, there’s bound to be some fine ass hoes! Booyah!
The back passenger window rolls down to reveal Dallas Cowboys suspended cornerback, Adam “Pacman” Jones.
Pacman: Gentlemen, there are some fine ass hoes up in this bizitch?
Rowdy: No Pacman, the Lounge is closed due to a SNW event tomorrow night.
Cowboy: I don’t take kindly to your kind….
The “Cowboy” spits tobacco juice under the limo. Pacman looks on in amazement.
Pacman: You remind me of where I used to go to college, “Cowboy”! You are one cool cat! Don’t be a hater!
Rowdy: He’s always a hater.
Cowboy: Well I’m gonna kick your ass!
Pacman Jones jumps out of the car and gets between the two tag team partners.
Pacman: Boys, I don’t want to shoot anyone up in this mutha, but I will if I have to. I’m more in the mood to make it rain, though? Will you guys come along and help me make it rain at some random strip club here in Dallas?
too be continued…