Post by Joe Bananas on Mar 20, 2009 11:20:32 GMT -5
[Joe Bananas is laying in a hammock, sipping on a singapore sling and smoking a phatty. He lifts a pair of black sunglasses off his eyes with the tip of his finger and bats his eyelashes as a woman in a snakeskin bikini walks up the beach from the ocean. She smiles as she walks past him.]
JB: I knew a change of scenery would do me good.
JB: Talk to me.
[Burton Humdinger, BOB’s new representative for him after his return at implosion 17, is on the other end of the line.]
BH: Joe, how’s it hangin mah man?
[Joe clears his throat at Burton’s attempt to sound black.]
JB: Nuttin mon, just hangin with Mr. Cooper, ya know?
BH: Who’s Mr. Cooper?
[Joe rolls his eyes and takes a long drag of mary jane.]
JB: Listen man, I’m gettin crow’s feet talkin to you like this so just say what you called to say so I can bounce… I got an invite to judge the Miss Guam Bikini Contest later tonight.
BH: You’re in guam?!
JB: Shit yeah I’m in guam. Crystal clear water, sand as hot as coals, absolutely no chance of dehydration… it’s paradise mon.
BH: Jesus Christ Joe. I was calling to ask why you didn’t turn up for your scheduled training session, BOB wants to make sure you are 100% free of ring rust.
JB: I’m twice as fast as any of them other people in BOB, and I’m still as strong as a horse, I don’t need no training sessions… just some nice rest and relaxation before the next show. I’ll be on a plane and back out there before with plenty of time to spare.
[Joe just hangs up. He gets up out of the hammock and shuffles up to the girl in the snakeskin bikini in his sandals.]
JB: Hey beautiful, what’s your name?
Girl: Alexis.
[Joe smiles.]
JB: This seat taken?
JB: I knew a change of scenery would do me good.
JB: Talk to me.
[Burton Humdinger, BOB’s new representative for him after his return at implosion 17, is on the other end of the line.]
BH: Joe, how’s it hangin mah man?
[Joe clears his throat at Burton’s attempt to sound black.]
JB: Nuttin mon, just hangin with Mr. Cooper, ya know?
BH: Who’s Mr. Cooper?
[Joe rolls his eyes and takes a long drag of mary jane.]
JB: Listen man, I’m gettin crow’s feet talkin to you like this so just say what you called to say so I can bounce… I got an invite to judge the Miss Guam Bikini Contest later tonight.
BH: You’re in guam?!
JB: Shit yeah I’m in guam. Crystal clear water, sand as hot as coals, absolutely no chance of dehydration… it’s paradise mon.
BH: Jesus Christ Joe. I was calling to ask why you didn’t turn up for your scheduled training session, BOB wants to make sure you are 100% free of ring rust.
JB: I’m twice as fast as any of them other people in BOB, and I’m still as strong as a horse, I don’t need no training sessions… just some nice rest and relaxation before the next show. I’ll be on a plane and back out there before with plenty of time to spare.
[Joe just hangs up. He gets up out of the hammock and shuffles up to the girl in the snakeskin bikini in his sandals.]
JB: Hey beautiful, what’s your name?
Girl: Alexis.
[Joe smiles.]
JB: This seat taken?