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John_Black · (09-19-2021)

***This is a PSA From The Snow Bunny Foundation.***

[We see the most legendary porn star who has done it all, Sara Jay, who is inside a classroom in her black dress and heels, with a chalk board behind her. Then she writes the word “Snow bunny” on the board. She pulls a ruler, and speaks.]

Sara Jay: Welcome to the first class of a snow bunny. I won’t waste anyone’s time on this exact topic, but let’s just say it’s either a lady who’s into the white stuff… or into the idea of getting plowed by a man who’s a darker skin… oh boy, i’ve seen PLENTY of those in my career. Has anyone ever heard of jungle fever?

[Then she see’s at the classroom, where there were a few white girls, who are wearing reveling clothing who all waved their hands in the air. Then we see her bringing into the class room JB who was in a black jacket, black jeans, with a gold chain on. Then we see all the women in the desk getting giddy, as he smiles at them.]

Sara Jay: Welcome to the Snow bunny course, JB. How do you feel about being here?

JB: Well all I can say is this… oh boy… i’ve never scene so many white girls in a room. Well I lied, i’ve seen them plenty of times on the road.

Sara Jay: Well you are a wrestler, and you are educated to match… how come you’ve never been with a white girl before?

JB: Simple, too much entitlement for me to take on. Plus, I know that most of them would call the cops on my ass before I could even walk past em. One second later, they reach in their purses and call them cops for me “harassing” them.

[Then the women on the desk where chatting among themselves, as Sara places the ruler on his body in a suggestive manner, as JB noticed her doing all that.]

Sara Jay: I wouldn’t call the cops on you… plus, you look like you got something down there. Don’t you got a big ol’ boy there?

JB: Uhm… I wouldn’t want to talk about that, unless you want to feel the boy inside ya mouth.

Sara Jay: Oh you are such a forward man, I like that. So you know what, I am going to pick one of the girls on the desk to come up and meet you and your boy. Any volunteers?

[Then we see one of them in her superhero cosplay that resembled Ruby but in Pink and Black Attack style, and she then starts to feel up on JB. He then looked at her, as she was all excited to feel his muscles on his arms. She then starts to come down to his thigh, reaching to his mike roctch, where he put her hand down.]

JB: Whoa their love, I don’t think it’s not a goood idea to do all that.

Sara Jay: C’mon JB, give her a chance to feel you. Don’t you want to experience what i feels to be inside a snow bunny like this? I think she’s ready to be snow plowed into the next winter cycle.

JB: Well I can’t be doing all that with everyone watching me, got that performance anxiety.

[Then after that, we see a montage of JB laying the boy on each and everyone of them. He even manages to plow Sara in the process also, then about a three hours later, we see him walking outside of the class room with a smile on his face.]

JB: Oh boy, I laid it on them… kinda had to show them what it means to be a snow bunny. I don’t know much about them feeling the boy, but all I can say is that they are well versed in what a man can do like myself. So in the end…

****This has been paid for by the Snow Bunny Foundation****

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[It opens up to JB and Reggie at the lounge at night, dressed in their finest gear, as they drink their Hennessy in their glass. As JB pours some of the liquor onto their glass, they encounter the same lady who was stalking JB last time, who was coming up to them. As she came close, JB then took a look at her closely and realized that she wasn’t an Atara look a like, but none he recognized before, and takes a sip of his henny.]

Reggie: Why were you looking so close at that chick who passed by?

JB: She looked like a chick I meet at the fair last time, she managed to look like Atara, but now she’s just some no name broad I don’t know. Guess my mind’s playin tricks on me.

Reggie: Well I mean, you are pretty focused on that match, you think you are going to advance it?

JB: When the time comes, we’ll see… but for now, let’s talk about something else. You seen that gig I did with Sara Jay a few days ago? It was a long shoot man..

Reggie: Yeah man, it was pretty funny how you mentioned how entitled them snow bunnies can be in that shoot. I mean, shit… i’ve seen them in my lifetime that made me turn against them. I won’t lie, I had known one when I was in school.

JB: Oh really, how was she looking like? A thick broad or some rail thin chick?

Reggie: Compared to the girls whom you shot with, kinda the similar build as them.

JB: Cool Cool, well I have the same sentiments as you. I had few in my life whom were forgettable. Well let me not lie, I had this chick who died years ago.

Reggie: What was her name?

[JB then takes a sip and he had his head down, then he looks at Reggie.]

JB: Her name was Ann Thraxx, shit I can’t forget that name. Me and her had a love hate thing, but I know she had slight love for me, while I had upmost love for her. Fuck I gave her some chocolates at some point. I know that some simp shit, but I didn’t know better.

Reggie: What a name bro, nothing wrong with giving out chocolates just like how you gave them chicks and Jay that candy rain. I mean, it’s not like we are able to forget those European skinned type of women in our lives. You know what we should do, let’s drink it up and forget them for the night, I know you and I need some catching up to do.

[Then we see the boys just having a time of their night, as they drink their Henny and vibe to the latest shitty top 40 hits from the DJ as the scene simple fades out.]

#HardOnAtty... It won't Trend, but I don't Kare

“As i walk into the valley into the shadow’s of fame, I take a look at my life, and realize that I am plain. So plain, that even a mayo can’t faze me in the slightest; and i’ve seen a lot of people eat it straight out of a jar or use as hair product (thanks Big Ed). That jar that is scooped up and used, is the same thing I am comparing to someone who needs no pomp and circumstance. Atara, you might have it all and you have earned your way to the top of mountain. I can’t blame you for being in tuned with fans, and having strong semblance of fame and fortune. So, I am not shocked you want to sneak diss my own personal shortcomings in this place.

I’m sorry if you had beaten me twice…

I’m sorry if I have no constant work culture in the ring…

I’m very VERY sorry for always constantly thinking about you…

The only thing I am not sorry about is seeing the worst twerking videos with the most flatest ass that would rival’s Talia’s own in the club. I’ve better snow bunnies who can have an ass and shake it without struggling to do it. I’m far far FAR away from an ass man, but if Charlie had seen it and managed to get himself a heart attack over it, musta been a fluke. I guess after seeing that ass move, i’ve broken the Atty curse and now I just want to tell those guys who you be creeping with on the low had made the HUGE mistake on riding you down the line.

I mean, the whole time I was infatuated with you was because of all the hype and how much of the locker room talk had spread about you. I guess I followed the talk, and thought I had a chance but like you said that you aren’t remotely interested. I knew from the jump if I had played the simp card, you’d take the bait and ride it until Warstein comes back to fuck you back to the top of the card. I still remember that time you smashed him, and let me say that when I saw that tape… I was disgusted and wanted to wash my eyes with bleach, but didn’t do all that.

All I see is a little girl who need to be taught a lesson that looks and clout can get you so far in life…

So what if you aren’t really a white girl? Aren’t your people in Southeast Europe or sumthin? Either way Atara, you are still a white girl who’s gonna see all red like a Eva Marie promo, because no matter what the color is, you will bleed so much that Aunt Flo won’t be coming at your door before you turn 30 years old.

You can say I suck and the mask i worn suck and all the above, i’ll allow it. But please come up with something better then some juvenile shit like that, if you don’t want to try me that’s fine. While you play on twitter, being a rare Pokemon, or overall being a general millennial princess…

I’ll still be in the shadows… with a snow bunny who can shake her ass for real… as you fall in line for suckas who’ll fall for a lazy ass like yourself.”

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