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Post by Mr Fantastic on Feb 18, 2012 16:41:04 GMT -5
[Open to a wall with an American flag pinned up on it. Mr. Fantastic walks into the camera's view with a bottle of bourbon in his hand. He has paid for this public acces airtime himself; as BOB has gone out of business. There is no interviewer, so he just looks directly into the camera.]
Mr. Fantastic: BOB is long dead and buried.
[He lowers his head.]
Mr. Fantastic: The greatest wrestling promotion to grace this planet or any other...
[He covers his eyes with his hand and sadly grimaces; his overly whitend teeth shining in the rented lighting. As he composes himself, he slowly looks back up at the camera.]
Mr. Fantastic: I have wrestled all over the country, from Florida to New Mexico, since BOB's closing.
[He points his finger at the camera.]
Mr. Fantastic: There is not a finer company in all of America!
[He takes a swig of bourbon.]
Mr. Fantastic: We can bring WRESTLING back to this fine nation! All we need is your butts in our seats!
[He takes another swig.]
Mr. Fantastic: Oh yeah!
[He walks off; hulking up.]
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Post by Beefcake Benson on Feb 26, 2012 17:09:34 GMT -5
Beefcake Benson: BOB must have been a pretty pathetic promotion if it only has you rallying to bring it back. But then, maybe they're the only company that'll employ an incontinent old fart like you.
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Post by $hane |-|orn 3ryant on Mar 7, 2012 1:36:36 GMT -5
[SUDDENLY... Axl appears in front of a large statue of BigBOSS. He grins... ... before frowning.] Axl: ... I got nothin'. |cut|
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