02-09-2016, 11:32 AM
The scene begins with Equinox, going through boxes of old halloween costumes, hoping to find the perfect outfit to compete in rather than the speedo and panty hose concept.
Frustrated, he tosses the boxes out as he just cant seem to find the right one.
Screw this. This drama queen Macbeth wants to play hardball, Imma deficate in his postage receptacle. That's right, shit in his mailbox. Everytime he gets a letter from his dear old Gam Gam, he's gonna think of me.
Is he that special ed? He might as well start walking down the up escalator. Hmmm, good analogy for his chances of actually winning. I should write that down.
He scribbles something in his notepad before noticing a camera.
Oh, hey guy. Didn't notice you there. Heard that eh? Yeah, I say the darndest things, but fact is I back it up.
Quick question Bethel, do you rehearse your promos, or is it spoonfed via cue cards made by your little sister, with glitter and macaroni noodles. I gotta tell ya, your insults sting like ice cream in July, not much to be afraid of. I bet women are more worried of swallowing your lose, pre-pubescent nut hairs than that operetto inducing tallywank you call your manhood.
Who are you anyway? I know im nobody at this juncture, but all that's about to change. But you, you prance about in you tights so un-fitting like that i can tell you celebrate Channukah every year. Sit down, be silent, and do the world a favor and just gain some knowledge for once. This is probably why you choose to be a Shakespearian wash-out because you suck at everything else. Take my advice, get out of the Hart Title picture, grow a sack between your legs, fill with two blue balls(cuz we all know you don't get any) and then pretend to be half the man I am. Moving along.
Virus. Poor Virus. Your about as viral as a yawn. Thats a metaphor for you being boring incase you couldn't comprehend. Why not just complete the corny-ness by switching your theme to Down With The Sickness. Seriously, why are you the Virus? Do you plague people or just show up like a yeast infection on a hot sunday afternoon. Jesus guy, your getup looks like something out of a bad Hot-Topic catalog.
Cowboi, and other guy. Just go home. Please. It's not worth your time or mine for you to to get your asses kicked so just stay home, make some popcorn, netflix and chill with each other.
[color=#708090]He stops to ponder as if he is forgetting someone.
[size=large]Oh yeah.....Star. Hit me up on Myspace and lets do lunch sometime.
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