Post by Joe Bananas on Sept 26, 2009 4:25:52 GMT -5
[Open to a gray brick kitchen with a heavy duty ceiling fan and a refrigerator full of coke cans. Joe Bananas is back in Jamaica, getting some R&R before Final Sin where he teams up with douja to face Team Vietnam and The Fetish Freaks in a hardcore triple threat tag team match for the NGETFA tag titles. He is stood at a countertop chopping carrots with a huge six paper joint in his mouth.]
Lily: Shouldn’t you be, oh I don’t know, training or something?
[Joe looks over his shoulder at the woman sat across the room from him in a wicker chair.]
Joe: Final Sin is a long way away yet, I’ve got plenty of time to waste.
[He unscrews a bottle of pasta sauce and pours it into the pot.]
Joe: Besides, half of the opposition are female, and that freaky gimp is more flowery than a fruitcake.
Lily: What about that sick son of a bitch that drenches himself to the bone in shit?
Joe: We can mud wrestle if you’re worried I’m not ready.
[She sighs.]
Lily: You’re a real heart melter Joe.
[Joe cuts up some tomatoes with a sharp knife.]
Joe: Look, do you want onions in this or not?
Lily: Yes… and quit hogging the joint already.
[Joe throws it over and she catches it like a baseball player.]
Joe: You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not underestimating any of them and I am well prepared. Anyway, with douja as my partner I’m practically guaranteed to be one half of the next Not Good Enough To Fight Alone Tag Team Champions!
Lily: That’s a little cocky.
Joe: It’s not cocky. This isn’t going to be a wrestling match, it’s going to be a damn street fight with dangerous weapons. When things turn hardcore, nobody steps up to the plate like me. I’ll have that freak deaky gimp crying his eyes out.
Lily: If you say so.
[She walks up to him and passes him back the joint. She then wraps her arms around him and closes her eyes.]
Lily: Mmmmm. It’s nice to have you home for a change.
Joe: It’s nice to just be mowing lawns and lazing around in hammocks all day getting high, I love my job but it can really dig into you with how backbreaking it can be. Leaves you sore as fuck.
Lily: Well I’ll make you feel like a million bucks.
Lily: Shouldn’t you be, oh I don’t know, training or something?
[Joe looks over his shoulder at the woman sat across the room from him in a wicker chair.]
Joe: Final Sin is a long way away yet, I’ve got plenty of time to waste.
[He unscrews a bottle of pasta sauce and pours it into the pot.]
Joe: Besides, half of the opposition are female, and that freaky gimp is more flowery than a fruitcake.
Lily: What about that sick son of a bitch that drenches himself to the bone in shit?
Joe: We can mud wrestle if you’re worried I’m not ready.
[She sighs.]
Lily: You’re a real heart melter Joe.
[Joe cuts up some tomatoes with a sharp knife.]
Joe: Look, do you want onions in this or not?
Lily: Yes… and quit hogging the joint already.
[Joe throws it over and she catches it like a baseball player.]
Joe: You don’t need to worry about me. I’m not underestimating any of them and I am well prepared. Anyway, with douja as my partner I’m practically guaranteed to be one half of the next Not Good Enough To Fight Alone Tag Team Champions!
Lily: That’s a little cocky.
Joe: It’s not cocky. This isn’t going to be a wrestling match, it’s going to be a damn street fight with dangerous weapons. When things turn hardcore, nobody steps up to the plate like me. I’ll have that freak deaky gimp crying his eyes out.
Lily: If you say so.
[She walks up to him and passes him back the joint. She then wraps her arms around him and closes her eyes.]
Lily: Mmmmm. It’s nice to have you home for a change.
Joe: It’s nice to just be mowing lawns and lazing around in hammocks all day getting high, I love my job but it can really dig into you with how backbreaking it can be. Leaves you sore as fuck.
Lily: Well I’ll make you feel like a million bucks.