Post by lajohnnystylez on Sept 14, 2020 22:39:40 GMT -5
!!!!!SOAK!!!!!
!!!!!SoMe!!!!!
!!!!!!!UP!!!!!!!
….Ya know, I could give a rats two dirty butt cheex what any of you think about that catch phrase, but I absolutely phucking love it. I love saying it, I love the look on people’s faces after I say it, I even like rewinding shit and listening to myself say it. Which, ever since I have ever had a live mic to cut wrestling promos from I have always ended my promos that way. Not a lot of people know this story but since we are here I don’t see the harm in telling any of you grubby phucks. But the reason I end every single promo like that was because when I actually went to High School my sophomore year I took a Latin class as an elective. Latin? But it’s a dead language some of you nerds and people who know a lot about classes and electives and all of that stupid nonsensical BULLSHIT!
Yes I am aware it was a dead language as was every mother phucker that was in the class, but at the end of the year you got to go to this dope ass convention where you got to stay in a hotel room and so all of the hot girls at my school took Latin. And then I really started cleaning up when I started selling drugs….Especially when I started selling shit to the other schoolc….Let’s just say some of the opposing schools got a lil more laxative than they did coke, but their money was still green and spendable...And what were they gunna do?...TELL ON ME?
!!!!!!HA!!!!!!!!
….THat WoULD ALMOST BE AS FUNNY AS DARK TIGER TRYING TO FIRE ME!!!!
But anyway I digress. Don’t ask me why but one day in this class I was randomly paying attention for whatever reason. And my teacher who’s name I couldn’t phucking recall if this was some radio sweepstakes and asked me what his phucking name was and then Id get a million bagillion dollarsz if I answered correctly….So for the fun of it we will call him Mr. Latin….creative right?....Yeah I thought so too!....ANYWHOOOO….
Mr. Latin was talking about this infamous Roman orator and member of the senate who would stand up and give these masterful moving speeches, but no matter what he was speaking about, no matter what he was asked to speak on during his senate hearings and meetings he would end every single one of his public speeches the exact same way. He could have been discussing the best way to use the Roman tax dollars, or why it was cool to sit there and watch unarmed Christians face hungry Lions in the grandest arena in the entire world. He could have been discussing anything but every time he spoke in public he ended it by saying….”AND THEREFORE I TRULY BELIEVE THAT CARTHAGE MUST BE DESTROYED.” For those of you that aren’t history buffs let me explain. Carthage was a nation that Rome had to destroy more than a few times because of uprisings and what not.
One of the most famous generals in military history, Hannibal who was famous for crossing the Alps and almost defeating his Roman oppressors but was eventually soundly defeated. This Roman orator I believe his name was Cicero….You can fact check it if you want, I don’t give a phuck if that was his name or not…..But I just remember thinking that was brilliant. Mine wouldn’t be as political obviously, but I did need something as striking and memorable. I don’t even know where it came from I just know as I was preparing to cut my very first wrestling promo it came to me in a flash and I said it and have been saying it ever since then.
And it was the last thing I said after I unloaded my feelings about the twentieth episode of Monday Night ShowCa$e and how it ended this week, and for the first time in a very long time it did actually make me feel better. At this point I have to have said it literally over a million times over the course of an almost three decade long career, but this time as I finished making sure the world and Roger Wright knew to which degree I was willing to go to see to it that Roger Wright never call himself OPW Immortal World Heavyweight Champion, some of that rotten feeling in my gut vanished.
I felt the knot in my stomach loosen, and I smiled for the first time in at least three and a half hours. My beautiful wife was standing around and she noticed as I hung up my phone and looked right at her. She was just getting out of the shower and was wrapped in a towel and as she brushed a piece of her wet stringy hair that was hanging in her face behind her ear as she flashed a quick grin at me and asked…
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Feel better?
I made a face as I thought about it for a moment and then I could feel my lips curve into that trademark arrogant smirk of mine as I winked at her and nodded as I replied…
LA Johnny Stylez: YEAH! As a matter of fact, hell yeah I feel better. I don’t know why? Because that got damn cocksucker is still gunna be in that Stairway Match, and I still have to sit in the back powerless as all hell to stop anything that goes on in there. But I think there is solace in that thought right there. Because I will admit there are some parts of this “BEING THE BOSS” thing that I will never get used to, because deep down I will still always be on of the boys so to speak, but knowing that I have to just sit and watch the match like the schmucks who spent $1500 for front row seats or paid the $40 to watch it on pay per view. SO what the phuck am I gunna do sit around and worry about it until I give myself a heart attack?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Um?...No?....OMG please tell me your answer to that is no!
LA Johnny Stylez: OF COURSE IT’S PHUCKIN NO BABE! I’m LA JOHNNY STYLEZ! I’m not nor have I ever been a bitch! I am not just a pro wrestler I own one of the biggest pornographic companies in the world and as of the last few months I officially own one of if not the highest grossing wrestling promotion in the United States presently….I have work I can bury myself into! And as it turns out I have one WOLF BROTHER that I can utterly MAME, DESTROY,
!!!!ANNIHILATE!!!!!
BeFoRe SeNDiNG HiM BaCK TO THaT GLORIOUS BINGO HALL LiFe!!!!
The glorious bingo life Xavier and I have forced on him recently! The once upon a time “GREAT AND ALL POWERFUL VINCENT BLACK” is now roaming from town to town with talent I wouldn't even let wrestle dark matches on my shows while he continues to spread good will and cheer for my benefit and my benefit alone. THank God his name is still worth something….Otherwise X and I would have probably taken him out back and shot him a long ass time ago!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: I dunno Johnny, if he heard anything that Vhodka slut had to say he may not feel as brow beaten as you are suggesting!
LA Johnny Stylez: What you think because Tattoed WILMA FLINSTONE shows up and throws a little bitch fit, because I turned her besties into house broken
~$~ B.I.T.C.H.E.S~$~
WHO DO EVERYTHING BUT ROLL OVER AND PLAY FETCH FOR A TREAT???
You think they are going to snap out of their new normal just because she shows up and asks a few questions? Naw babe, I think the more likely outcome is that she finds out the same way they did why things are they way they are now! I think she will find her choices are very simple due to the general lack of phucking variety among them! I think if she keeps trying to talk out of turn either your or me or both of us will go put her in her place which is at the very very bottom of the phucking food chain!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Well good babe, I’m so glad you are in a much better mood....So I know this is a weird question, but like can I borrow your taser?
LA Johnny Stylez: Borrow my taser? I thought we ordered you one last week?
Blair Buhannan-Stylez: THAT WAS LAST NIGHT!!!
LA Johnny Stylez: Are you sure?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Yes one hundred and ten perent, because I just got a notification that it’s been shipped and should be here by Thursday! THURSDAY!
LA Johnny Styez: K, well watcha mean borrow my taser? You make it sound like you need to borrow my headphones are somethin...The phuck you need to borrow my taser for?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Well see that was my other question I was gunna see if like I could also borrow ur key to the other room too?
LA Johnny Stylez: Blair you can’t just walk in and zap Michelle for no reason!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: HOW DO YOU KNOW IT’S FOR NO REASON???
LA Johnny Stylez: When is the last time you spoke to Michelle?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: When I went in there with you last time, and kinda when they put her in the room when we got here two days ago…
LA Johnny Stylez: OK, well did she say anything to you?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: I dunno kinda?
LA Johnny Stylez: Uhhh….OK...I’m gunna ask you again and this time i’m gunna need a real answer because its impossible for someone to kinda say something to you...and I know for a fat she didn’t because if you saw them put her in the room that means her mouth was still duct taped, and I know that because I put it on there myself...And besides she is going home after Stairway it’s been negotiated!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: It’s been negotiated? You can’t just do that...What if I’m not ready to give her back yet?!?
LA Johnny Stylez: And why not?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Because I’m the only one out of all my friends that has a hostage! And plus, I’m not good at tazing people yet! You can’t let her go until I get it down pact!
LA Johnny Stylez: Blair baby, listen to me...There aint really nothin to it….You press a button and while you are pressing the button you put the taser on their body...Anywhere literally!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: OH MY GAWD! Like I KNEW YOU WOULDN’T UNDERSTAND?
LA Johnny Stylez: Sweetheart, PUNKIN, HoT SeXy MoMMa….LISTEN TO ME….YOU ARE TALKING LIKE A CRAZY PERSON!!!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: I TOLD YOU NEVER CALL ME THAT YOU PROMISED ME YOU WOULD NEVER CALL ME THAT!!!
LA Johnny Stylez: NO! I promised I would never call you a cunt!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Are you sure?
LA Johnny Stylez: Yup it was last night!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: So are you going to let me borrow your taser or what?
LA Johnny Stylez: Sweetheart will it make you happy?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: YES NOTHING IN THE WORLD WOULD MAKE ME HAPPIER?
LA Johnny Stylez: Nothing would make you happier in the world than going next door and tasing someone for no reason?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: It’s NOT FOR NO REASON!
LA Johnny Stylez: But we already established she didn’t say anything to you because her mouth was duct taped!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: OK well maybe like she didn’t like...Ya know actually say it but….But…
LA Johnny Stylez: BUT WHAT?....Ya know what never mind!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Wait hold on….Don’t you judge me Mr. JOHNNY STYLEZ! Mr. SOAKSOMEUP! Don’t look at me like im some kinda psychopath….Who took her hostage in the fricken first place?
LA Johnny Stylez: Ah, you got me there Love, touche! Well played….OK wait here I’ll go get my taser!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: THANK YOU!
LA Johnny Stylez: Just do me a favor because I told The Producer that I wouldn’t harm another hair on her head...SO like don’t leave a burn mark or nothing….ANd like don’t stick her in the face with it or anything!!!
I say as I stand up after kneeling down in front of her while she threw her weekly bratty temper tantrum, I swear they were seemingly getting crazier and crazier, I dunno what in the hell is going on with this woman, but she has developed this cold blooded streak that actually kinda turns me on...But ya can’t just torture people for the sake of torturing people...There has to be a reason, or at the very least something you gain from it, otherwise you’re just...well it’s just phucked up! But ya know debating morals once you cross a line like kidnapping and the water gets a bit murky from time to time! So I go into my travel bag and pull out by taser. I press the button and the sound it makes as the electric current shoots from one tiny beam to the other echoes throughout the room. Now I noticed it was a little more faint than usual, so I turned it upside down and the battery said very low, so I pressed it a few more times, until the electric current stopped appearing which meant it was dead as a doornail. I then took the charger and put it in my pocket. I walked out and gave Blair a kiss on the forehead as I changed out of show clothes and put on my JOKER PJ pants and put on my grey I SUCK AT APOLOGIES SO UNFUCK YOU OR WHATEVER tshirt. I grabbed a manilla folder that was on the coffee table in the center of the room along with the two fat Cuban cigars I had brought from home, and my wooden weed dugout for emergencies purposes. I then walked over to the kitchen counter where the piece of glass was that I put all my motivational powder, chopped out a pretty deent sized rail and
SNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNIIIIIIIIFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF
Blair was currently venturing down the Youtube Rabbit hole, as I walked grabbed my stuff and went and gave her a kiss on her forehead and then made for the door as she called out…
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Wait Babe, where are youi going?
LA Johnny Stylez: Uhhh to the roof, remember I have that meeting with Kal?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Wait that was tonight?
LA Johnny Stylez: Uh-huh! You wanna come?
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: Are those Cuban cigars in your hand?
LA Johnny Stylez: Uh yah!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: EW NO! Besides I’m going next door remember?...Hey where is your taser?
LA Johnny Stylez: Ohh yeah my bad Babe, it’s on top of my bag!
Blair Buchannan-Stylez: OK...are the batteries charged?
LA Johnny Stylez: Uh...yeah 100%...GOTTA GO BABE, I’ll see you in a little bit LOVE YOU KAY BYEEEEEE!!!
I closed the door and pressed my back against the door and took a deep breathe and looked up at the sky. I then started patting down my two pockets trying to find my phone. I was then frozen in terror at the thought that there was a tremendous possibility that I left my phone in the room, and it was an absolute necessity I had it, because I told Kal I would text him when it was time to come, and well he isn’t physic so I’d be sititng up there for hours without it. But just as I went to turn the knob on the door I looked down and there it was...IN MY PHUCKING HAND. I then pulled up my previous text conversations with Kal, and typed...Headed up top now...And then walked down to the elevators. And as soon as I pressed the button to go up he texted bak saying...K See You SHORTLY...The elevator door opened and I stepped inside as I heard a door a loud noise and then a voice call from the end of the hall way
ASSSSSSSHHHHOOOOLLLLLEEEEEEEEE
I then squinted my eyes and ducked my head like a scolded puppy would do, as I am sure I’d pay a pretty price for that one later, but that sounded like a problem for future Johnny, and typically I find it’s best if I let him handle those...So that’s exactly what I decided to do as I took the elevator to the very top floor. I then had to take the stairs the rest of the way to the roof. I pushed open the door and as promised there were two hotel staff employees were waiting and considering the hour I’d say quite patiently. There were two black leather LAZY-BOY recliners just as I requested...
As a matter of fact that got the lay out I had emailed to them a week before my arrival damn near to a T….At least close enough where I wouldn’t complain...Especially considering the bar equipped with bartender. I’m sure one day I’ll look back and regret spending so much money on shit like this...But one again that was a problem for FUTURE Johnny, and he would be upset with me if I wasted my time doing his work leaving him with nothing to do...SO I just smiled slipped our hostess a hundred dollar bill and immediately went for the bucket of golf balls.
I actually despise golf and the goofy sons a bitches who play it, but roof top driving range has always been one my favorite methods of unwinding, and in the morning its impossible to tell where the damage came from so ya know...WIN WIN…
About twenty minutes later I was joined by the man whom I had appointed interim General Manager of Monday Night SHOWCA$E, Xavier Wolf’s eldest brother and true REAL LIFE PRO WRESTLING LEGEND...KAL X WOLF….YOU KNOW LIKE THE KAL X WOLF! But I always had a nickname for him that I only recently started calling him to his face but he never really seemed to mind when I said
LA Johnny Stylez: GOOD EVENING Mr. SOZAY, thank you for joining me, may I interest you in a DRIVER? Perhaps a drink? CIGAR?
Kal X Wolf: What kind of cigar?
LA Johnny Stylez: Kyzer...Come on ask me a real question...CUBAN OF COURSE!!!
Kal X Wolf: Yes to the cigar, maybe to the golf club, and pass on the drink, but I will take a glass, and if you know anything about whiskey you will too!
LA Johnny Stylez: Actually I know jack shit about whiskey!
Kal X Wolf: INDULGE me then huh Johnny?
I finish lighting my cigar with the torch lighter as I hand him his. I smile as I look up at him and then look over at the bar tender and nod my head. He quickly comes from around the bar and takes the bottle of TOP SHELF WHISKEY from Kal’s hands. I didn’t see bottle because of how dark it was up here. It wasn’t poorly lit but then again it wasn’t the most well lit place either, but it wasn’t hot outside and it was too good a night to waste indoors...
Plus smoking inside is always frowned upon as is hitting golf balls with a driver so we chose to conduct our business where I normally like to conduct my business ontop of whatever city I’m in away from as many ease dropping ears and prying eyes as humanly possible. Yet getting back to the whiskey I didn’t even really need to check the label I really doubt Kyzer Sozay would bring his swill to a meeting like this, one in which he was going to get a promotion he didn’t need necessarily but hopefully wanted. But still the bar tender brought us two glasses of Kal’s very expensive whiskey that I tasted and for once actually truly liked.
LA Johnny Stylez; Good God Kal, that is actually really good!
Kal X Wolf: Yeah the guy I got it from told me it would make you believe in God, whatever the hell that means, but cheers none the less!
LA Johnny Stylez: Yes, CHEERS INDEED!
We clink our glasses together and puff away on our cigars as Kal waits and watches me with the golf club to see if I was doing what he thinks I was doing, and as I drew my driver back, and then swung with all of my strength and the ball shot up and vanished into the night sky and the only clue that it existed beyond that was the sweet sexy sound of glass shattering off in the distance. Kal smiled almost in disbelief as he did the same. Not a bad first shot but his didn’t result in any broken glass at which point I assured him he hadn’t truly done this until he at least busted a window...And it didn’t matter if it was on the side of the building or on a car down below...
Either way it was good for points in my book! There was no real way to tell until the following morning, save the sound….And at this time of night or morning peniding your perspective on that kinda shit...There truly were few sounds that were sweeter.
SO we hit a few more balls and went back and fourth with small talk I won’t bore you with. And then I got to the part where I wanted him to sign on to be the CO-GM of Monday Night Showcase on a permanent basis, as after Stairway Michelle would be released and allowed to return to her position and she would be required to work with Kal as the job required more responsibility than I was comfortable giving her after spending the last month doing….Uh what she was doing. Kal seemed delighted and signed his contract without hesitation. We discussed a few more business matters and then the conversation took a more personal turn as my mind finally turned to focus on what I needed to focus on...And no one in the world not even Xavier I feel could provide me with the insight that I needed on my opponent...His younger brother...VIncent Wolf….Who used to be the pro wrestling superstar who had developed a reputation not too far south of Kal’s back in the day. But clearly he hasn’t been that man for a very long time...Or at least that was my understanding of the matter!?
LA Johnny Stylez: SO Kal, tell me about your brother?
Kal X Wolf: Well Johnny it’s real simple after not just talking to him as of late, but watching and listening to him and really making a concentrated effort to do both. I firmly believe that Xavier not only finally has the right frame of mind to be the Champion, I believe he is the CHAMPION that we need going forward! He has everything one would want in a Champion of any successful promotion that I’ve seen. Yeah you could gimme that tired nonsense about how pro wrestling has changed and to a degree you would be right, but some things never change Johnny!
You are smart enough to know that just as well as I do, or at least I hope you do. X always had the talent to be Champ, but it requires more than that if you truly desire to be great. Because as I have heard you say a time or two, anyone can win the damn thing...But the CHAMPIONS are the ones who hold onto it! ANd while you have assembled a great group of talent underneath one banner...I believe Xavier is one of the very few that possess that particular trait. SO if he does go into that Stairway match and walk out with the OPW IMMORTAL CHAMPIONSHIP I predict great things will soon follow. There will be more than a handful of epic wars that will follow, or at least we can hope right!
LA Johnny Stylez: Yes indeed I have to say Mr. Wolf I agree with every single word of that! When Xavier and I first went into business together and OPW went from a pipe dream to a reality, I had always dropped the hint of pushing him out front to be the Champ, and I dunno what it was exactly that changed his mind, but up until recently he had always adamantly declined the offer or even the notion of him being the Champion when clearly the OMENS stated otherwise. But alas here we are, and there he is...And I think the world is right there for the taking he just has to reach out and grab it. But I was actually asking about your other brother there Kal.
Kal X Wolf: Vincent? What do you wanna know about Vincent? I just gave you praise for being smart don’t go and blow it by asking me how to bet him, because I saw you do it with my own two eyes at Highway2HELL!
LA Johnny Stylez: No, no I wasn’t going to ask you that. That I can figure out for myself. I am asking you if you believe there is a difference between Vincent Wolf….and Vincent Black?
Kal X Wolf: “John,as you very well know mindset is important in this business. Ask anyone, they’ll tell you the same thing I’m about to tell you. The frame of mind you have going into every match is what makes it breaks you. If you’re asking me if there is a difference between Vincent Wolf, loving father, husband and brother, and Vincent Black, the mother who has nothing but violence...yes, John. There really is.” There any particular reason you are asking me about all of this?
LA Johnny Stylez: Yeah because as soon as I am done here I am going to down stairs hopefully go back in my hotel without getting hit with a taser….don’t ask….and if I am fortunate to do that then I am going to sign on the dotted line and make LA Johnny Stylez vs Vincent Wolf II a thing.
Kal X Wolf: And if you don’t mind me asking, why even go through with it? DIdn’t you prove whatever it is you wanted to prove already? I mean I think we are all aware of your reputation for being extremely fond of beating a dead horse but what is the sense in it is all. Are you trying to break him or are you trying to prove something to yourself you didn’t prove the first time around.
LA Johnny Stylez: This is a silly question but you know Vhodka Marie yes?
Kal X Wolf: You are seriously asking me if I know a member of my extended family?
LA Johnny Stylez: RIGHT! Like I said silly phucking question anyway...WHen she got on that mic eariler tonight and addressed him specifically, even if he wasn't paying attention I sure as phuck was. And well it got me thinking. At HIGHWAY2HELL the satisfaction derived from the victory was because I was under the assumption that I defeated Vincent Black...THe PHREEQ, finally afer all this got damn time, and now I am forced to entertain the thought that the man that I faced at HIGHWAY was not The PHREEQ. The man that I put down at HIGHWAY2HELL may have looked like him, sounded like him, and maybe even thought just like him, but make no mistake about it the in ring competitor I was hoping to face.
The man I actually stepped into the ring with that night may have been nothing but a cheap knock off...And just because a little prissy red head spitfire with too many tattoos and even more attitude shows up and demands to know the exact whereabouts of the people she once knew, deep down I think I know the answer. Only I don’t wanna say it out loud because the moment I do is the moment I am also going to be forced to accept the fact that I didn’t beat Vincent Black, I beat Vincent Wolf basically the Mr. Rogers version that you described a few moments ago, which means ultimately I didn’t accomplish shit!
Kal X Wolf: Johnny calm down, you are thinking too much and reading way too much end of this. Look I know it probably wont help but the truth is while Vincent Black and Vincent Wolf are indeed down to their cores different people, at the same time they are still the exact same person!
LA Johnny Stylez: Well Kyzer you are absolutely correct that helped me out absolutely zero. But the honest to God truth is now that sh phucking said what she did there is nothing you could really tell me that would change my mind about me having to do this. I have to know..I have to know for sure!
Kal X Wolf: Know what for sure exactly?
LA Johnny Stylez: Ohh you’re really gunna make me say it aren’t ya?
Kal X Wolf: John if you got something to say might as well spit it out. It’s just you me and that nerdy looking bar tender over there!
LA Johnny Stylez: YEAH doesn’t he just have one of those faces?
Kal X Wolf: The mean the kind you just wanna walk up to and ram your fist into it a couple of times?
LA Johnny Stylez: HA, a couple of times? Sign me up for until my hand gets tired!
Kal X Wolf: Don’t deflect Johnny it’s lame!
LA Johnny Stylez: GOT DAMNIT! You are a wise one Mr. Sozay I’ll give you that much. FINE! You want the truth, ever since the old territory died off. The one you built and your brothers and their freinds destroyed...Ever since then I have been telling the world that I am the BEST! ANd somewhere along the way even I started to believe it. But once I saw his phucking face again it just brought back all of these feelings of inadequacy and ya know what PHUCK THAT! I am the best! And if it’s the last phucking thing I ever do, Vincent Black WILL LOOK AT ME AS A PHUCKING EQUAL...AT BEST!!!
Kal X Wolf: OK, ok settle down. Ya know part of me admires that. Being the best is important but you know as well as I do….If you want to be the best in our line of work there is only one way you can prove it and no one questions you. And for that your focus is maybe on the wrong one of my brothers.
LA Johnny Stylez: Well we will see what happens...That may be a story for another time Kal. But thank you to agreeing to tay on with us. You contributions to this company have been invaluable! And it truly is a personal honor working with a person of your...stature shall we say. And I have never...and I mean never paid anyone that kind of respect….Actually for the last fifteen years it’s been the exact opposite. The DoN oF Di$Re$PeT is a well earned name.
Kal X Wolf: I’m sure it is. It is good to be back I will admit it. But before you go can I ask you one quick question?
LA Johnny Stylez: Sure bud hit me….
Kal X Wolf: Who in the hell is Kyzero Sozay?
LA Johnny Stylez: KAL X WOLF! Tell me you are joking.
Kal X Wolf: I wish I was when you say it like that
LA Johnny Stylez: You’ve never seen the USUAL SUSPECTS?
Kal X Wolf: Are there going to be very many more of these questions you already know the answer to?
LA Johnny Stylez: OK fair enough...I tell ya what Ill find out if its streaming anywhere and Ill send you a link…..It’s not very fun calling you that if you don’t even know who the phucking dude is.
Kal X Wolf: Fair enough...Good evening Johnny I’m sure I’ll see you again soon!
LA Johnny Stylez: You’re not comin back down?
Kal X Wolf: No, I haven’t been able to get out to the course in a while and I wanted to practice my swing.
SO I stand up and walk towards the door. It was getting early and I had a long day ahead of me, well phuck that a long ass week, because truth be told I wasn’t going to be able to sleep soundly until I knew for certain Roger wasn’t going to win that phucking Stairway match. So as I make it to the door I turn around and see Kal lining up a golf ball. I don’t know why I stopped and watched but something in my gut told me to. Kal looked behind him to see the bar tender standing there looking confused about whether or not since I left was it ok for hm to leave. But Kal had this wicked smile sneak onto his face as he lined up the ball and then rared back his lub and then I sit there in sheer astonishment as the golf ball shoots backwards and nails that poor kid right in the phucking kisser
!!!!!!POW!!!!!!!
The kid hit the deck and I PHUCKING LOST IT!!!! I ran over to the bar as did Kal. Kal looked at me almost with a hint of guilt on his face as he asked.
Kal X Wolf: Is he….Is he dead?
I shruged my shoulders and said the only thing I could think of to say…
LA Johnny Stylez: Uhhh I dunno?...POKE EM!!!
Kal then nodded as we both leaned back over the makeshift bar and Kal poked him with the golf club. The kid rolled over and muttered some kinda nonsense as I started laughing again. Kal reached into his pocket and went for his bill fold but I stopped him. I pulled out mine removing five crisp one hundred dollar bills form it and said….
LA Johnny Stylez; No please...Let me...That was the best thing I have seen in I dunno at least four days!
Kal X Wolf: Are you sure?
LA Johnny Stylez: Hell yeah! Worth every penny!
I then leaned over and grabbed the bottle of Kal’s whiskey ad took a swig as I then threw the money down on the kid and then once again said the only thing I know to say in situations like these. I handed Kal his bottle of whiskey and he took a swig to and shook his head as I had my immature fun…
LA Johnny Stylez: HEY KID
!!!!!SoaK!!!!!
!!!!!SoMe!!!!
!!!!!!!UP!!!!!!!
Kal and I the turned around and sat there until we finished that entire bottle of whiskey. He wound up leaving befoee I did as I sat on the rooftop in the black recliner chair. The kid woke up about forty five minutes before the sun came up the kid asked me wha had happened and I assured him it was nothing tht a six hundred dollar tip couldn’t fix right? He took his money and left me in peace. I relit my Cuban and decided to sit and watch the son come up. And as it did I got up and went to the edge of the building and decided to sit and let my legs dangle over the top. I puffed on my cigare and took it out of my mouth and turned it with my fingers as I ashed it off the side put it bck in my mouth and began to speak.
LA Johnny Stylez: Vin, I don’t know what’s left to say to you7? I’ve already told you the stories, all of my got damn cards are on the table. Maybe one day you and I will work past all of this maybe not. But just know that the hell you have endured from me over the last few months wasn’t even a phucking flash of the hell I endured under the heel of your boot ten years prior. And once I got out from under there you had better believed I was sitting in a space just like the one I am sitting in right here and right now and I swore in front of God, Baby Jesus, Zeus and whoever else might be up there that there aint no phucking way I was ever going to go back there. Because just like I told your oldest brother a few hours ago...You know the one you want to be so desperately...The one who blesses your every championship victory with a kiss on your title? The one who is a partner of mine? Yeah HIM. FOr decades now ever since you vanished off the face of the Earth I have been informing everyone in the wrestling world that I...THE PaRaGoNa oF AMeRiKaNa was and still very much am
!!!!!!THE B-E-S-T, BEST!!!!!
WRESTLER ON THIS GOT DAMN PLANET!!!!
THen you show up with that same phucking jerk off sneer that I have quietly day dreamed about scraping against dull concrete I dunno how many times! Because let me tell ya something BINGO HALL..If there is one thing in this business or in this life I understand better than anyone else it is the subject and action of sweet, beautiful, unmistakeable
!!!!!!D.I.S.R.E.S.P.E.C.T.!!!!!!!
...AND EVEN THOUGH NEITHER OF US RECALL THE LAST TIME U DID IT, IT WAS
!!!!!!THE LAST F’N TIME!!!!!
…..UNLESS YOU THINK YOU GOT SOME STILL IN YA!!!
SO if Vhodka Marie is to be believed, which I dunno you look at that dirty cunt and she is precisley the type of person you just say UH-huh and move on, but thats another story for another time. But for HUMOR’S sake let’s just for fun say she is to be believed….And you have been hiding the real you inside of this Vincent Wolf persona this entire time. Hopefully you are able to see how this reates a problem for me! Becaus when I knocked your dick in the dirt at HIGHWAY2HELL I wanna believe thata I had earned what I thought I had earned that night. And if it isn’t true...Then Vincent Wolf you sing coom-bye-ya or your sit down and you meditate, or get mad like Bruce Banner or you do whatever the phuck it is you gotta do to find me VIncent Black and have him meet me in the ring at Stairway2Heaven...and just like I did toyou I am going to make that popmpus, phucking self righteous prick jerk off DICKHEAD
!!!!SoaK!!!!
!!!!SoMe!!!!
!!!!!UP!!!!!!
LiKe IT AINT NOBODIES BUSINESS!!!!!
See ya then CHUMP!!!
AND with that I held Kal’s empty bottle of top shelf whiskey over the side of the building and released my fingers one at a time as I sat there long enough to watch it fall to the ground and shatter into a million pieces. I then stood up, took a puff of my cigar and stepped out of view of the camera leaving you all with the notion that I have ever sine I started doing this shit...Which is of course
….It’s Been Your PLea$URE!!!!!
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