(:: The scene opens up in Bobby Farrell's office at the Training Fecility for Aggression Inc. Training Fecility. He is sitting at his desk wit his feet up, and he is talking on the phone. ::)
Farrell: Yeah. Its official now. I am back in the WWO. (-Person On the Phone-Thats good. Back in the hunt for the gold eh)Ofcourse im on the hunt for the gold, but my main objective is to manage, and train the most dominant wrestler in the world today The Agressor Jeremiah Kendrick. (I'm surprised to see you wrestling so early. Your knee was fucked you weren't even supposed to be walking now your wrestling in a match against 12 other men.) 2 torn knee ligaments isn't gonna keep Bobby Farrell down not a chance in hell. Besides..What would XWG be without The Iron Man. But hey I have to get going. I'll call you back later.
(:: Farrell hangs up the phone, and yawns. He rubs his eyes and mutters to himself.. ::)
Farrell: Training these guys 24/7 and now I have to wrestle myself jees when do I get a break
Kendrick: (Coming in the door unexpected, and laughing in a joking manner) Never...so get your ass out here these guys aren't getting any better by themselves.
Farrell: Where the hell did you come from. I've been looking for you for the past hour.
Kendrick: I just got finished doing that training promotion. The promo's themselves are never more than 15 minutes but your lucky if you get out of there in less than three hours its ridicilous.
Farrell: You don't have enough time to be doing these stupid promotions. You need to get focused you have a long match ahead you let Wolfe slip a win once, but it can't happen again. Your 1-1 since your return. Thats an average record, but your not an average wrestler, and I'm not an average manager, so we need to pick up the slack and get us some gold.
Kendrick: A-Men to that one man. By the way I seen your on the card at XWG. Decidin to come back a little early I see.
Farrell: I just couldn't do it anymore. Since I started wrestler 15 years ago I never took an injury leave for that long. Just sitting around and not wrestling it was driving me NUTS. Too bad I have to team up with that lame ass Jake Kenney. That fool gets on my nerves.
Kendrick: Don't let it get to you I know he is a fool. Just focus on getting the win what kind of a come back would it be if you let that asshole cause you to lose.
Farrell: I'm not losing shit. I am going to win that match no matter what happens.
Kendrick: Lets go out to the gym, and train these guys. We are going to work these sons of bitches until there full breed wrecking machines.
Farrell: I can't go out there. That broad is driving me CRAZY. Every time I say something she is up my ass about it. I'm going to explode.
(:: After Farrell finishes his sentence there is a light knock on the door, and Dorothy Spanos slightly opens it, and peeks her head it.::)
Spanos: Can I come in please.....?
Farrell: Umm.....If i say no will you leave?
Spanos: Probably not.
Farrell: Come right on in.....(She starts walking in the office, and stands next to the chair and puts her hands on her hip and waits. She gets annoyed. ) What are you waiting for?
Spanos: Well this chair isn't going to pull itself out is it....
Farrell: Probably not...So why don't you pull it out.
Kendrick: (While pulling out the chair frustratedly) YOU GUYS NEED TO CUT THE SHIT. YOU'VE KNOWN EACHOTHER FOR NOT EVEN A DAY, AND YOU ARGUE LIKE A MARRIED COUPLE!
Farrell: Well she's acting like a stuck up little hoe. She's driving me nuts.
Spanos: Well hes acting like a boneheaded stuubborn bastard.
Farrell: Get the fuck out of my office your getting on my nerves.
Kendrick: BOTH OF YOU!! SHUT UP!!
Farrell/Spanos: (At the saem time) STAY OUT OF THIS!!
Kendrick: Fuck this bullshit. I am getting the fuck out of here right now. Have fun arguing all day I am going to fucking train. (Kendrick storms out of the room and slams the door shut.)
Spanos: See what you did. He's never going to get focused if you keep pissing him off like that.
Farrell: WHAT I DID?!? YOU CAME IN HERE STARTING BULLSHIT. WHY THE HELL DID YOU COME IN HERE ANYWAYS.
Spanos: I just wanted to say hi. I'm leaving now.
Farrell: Don't let the door hit you in the ass on the way out.
(:: She gets up, and walks out, and Bobby sneaks a peak at her ass in the short orange mini skirt she is wearing. ::)
Farrell:(To HImself) Wow she's a stuck up little bitch, but she got a nice ass.
(:: Farrell gets up, and walks out of his office into the training fecility, and he walks around inspecting all the up and coming protige's. He walks by the weight training area to a wrestler doing bench presses.. ::)
Farrell: How much weight do you have on there?
Wrestler: I have about 350 pounds on here.
Farrell: Make it 400.
(:: Bobby starts walking around the training fecility, and stops at a wrestler running on the treadmill::)
Farrell: What's your name again..?
Wrestler: ( Talking out of breath) My...name...is...Gerald..Willis...sir.
Farrell: Ahh..yes..Gerald Willis. How long you been running on this thing for?
Willis: About....an...hour...sir...
Farrell: Good job.. Make the incline higher, and go for about another hour, then catch your breath, and do some weight training.
Willis: But...sir...I have been training since the sun came up. Can't I just have a small break.
Farrell: Are you questioning me? Like I don't know what I am talking about? I am a 4 Time World Wrestling Organization World Heavyweight Champion. I know what I am doing, and if you want to make it in this business than you have to listen to what I have to say no Ifs, ands, or buts..
Willis: Yes..sir, but I am NOT doing another hour of running....(Farrell looks at him with an agravated expression on his face)...I'm going for 2 hours.
Farrell: Thats the attitude to have. Don't overwork yourself.
(:: Kendrick rushes over to Farrell, and taps him on the shoulder :)
Kendrick: Bobby....come here...You HAVE to see this.
(:: Kendrick rushes into a nearby room, and flicks the Television on, and the scene shows Monkey On Steroids beating up on a poorly impersonated Bobby Farrell. ::)
Farrell: Wow that looks like it must've hurt. Who the hell would take any ammount of money to pretend to be someone, and get an ass beating.
Kendrick: Morsey...i mean "Monkey On Steroids" has to pull that low shit, and beat on a fake you, because he knows if he ever really tried to step up to you he would get murdered.
Farrell: Seriously..... Look at the guy. He is a fucking FOOL. He is nothing, but a big joke. He is the clown of the WWO, but he really isn't even funny.
Kendrick: He tries to hard to be funny. It really gets on my nerves.
Farrell: I mean what kind of a name is Monkey On Steroids. That is just a cry for attention right there. He probably thinks that if he acts like a moron, than people will laugh with him, but there really laughing at him. He is just a bad joke, that nobody laughs at, and on Sunday I am going to give him his punchline.
Kendrick: His corny antics are getting pretty old.. He acts like a little kid its annoying.
Farrell: And he couldn't even win a wrestling match if it was against Helen Keller in the dark.
Spanos: (Bursting in the room) Who smells like a fart..?
Farrell: You hear this broad? What are you talking about..?
Spanos: You just said somebody name Helen smells like a fart.?
Farrell: Wow are you hearing this shit. This women is STUPID. Next time you try to listen in on somebodys conversation make sure you know what yo heard before you burst in the door making a stupid comment like that.
Kendrick: Will you guys STOP! How am I ever going to win the AA Title when my manager, and valet won't stop fighting! I mean come on this is ridiculous.
Farrell: You're right. This is ridicilous. From this point on. Everything is DROPPED. I'm not even going to argue with her anymore. But she BETTER stay out of my way.
Kendrick: Thats the type of stuff I want to hear. I bet if you guys get along you could be good friends.
(:: Kendrick hunches down to tie his shoe, and while his not looking Dorothy sticks her tongue out at Farrell like a school girl, and Bobby gives her the finger. Kendrick gets up from tying his shoes, and they both act as if nothing happened.::)
Farrell: I have to go make a phonecall, and then I'm probably going over to the arena. I'll talk to you tomorrow....
To Be Continued..........
