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Rashawn TiTan |
After The Storm |
| NWO |
April 22, 2004 |
Rashawn:
Jealous!?!
T'Ron: My name is crap?!?! Jarveil: I'M A HIPPIE!?! They both look at Jarveil T'Ron: Shut 'cho ass up. The three continue to watch Buddy Awsome rant on the T.V screen in Rashawn's living room. Rashawn: Jubilee is Beautiful?!?! What the hell is this guy thinking. Why would he even entertain the thought that I am jealous? Look at him and look at me. I'm a f*cking superstar and he is the kid from that movie "Jack". T'Ron: Think you gonna have to make another trip to NWO studios. Rashawn: Hell No. No more talking, We could talk sh*t for about two more weeks. This guy is just gonna be running scared when I single handily beat both of those clowns. Ya know what, I probably end up taking a baseball bat to Rammer before the match even start. If his ass even show up, running scared of that Tom Hanks from "BIG" knock off. Turn the damn station I don't even want to see that anymore. Jarveil: Hey that Alexis gurl is fine, ya heard. Rashawn: I'm telling Dion... Jarveil get quiet T'Ron: She is. I wonder about her ability to pick talent though. Jarveil reaches for his cell phone. Rashawn: Yeah, I got ya generic right here baby. (make kissing noises) Come here, I still love you Alexis. Let me be yo manger. You ain't getting none, thats whats wrong with ya. Bring yo sexually flustrated ass over here and come get me. I'm an international sex symbol baby and I look my age. T'Ron starts laughing at Rashawn. T'Ron: You Stupid.......So what are you gonna do. Jarveil on the cell phone: Hey Dion....I just called to tell you I love you... T'Ron: We going to the Gym? Rashawn: Nope. I ain't going nowhere. Let them train. I don't need to. As a matter of fact....hand me about four bags of chips, some donuts, and some popcorn. Give me that remote too. I'm don't need to work out. I can whoop these dudes ass without breaking a sweat. I'll drop a pin fall so fast they won't know what the hell happened. That's what my tag partners doing anyway. A whole lot of nothing... T'Ron: .....alright..... Rashawn: And ah...call up that fat bitch Jubilee, she can come over and we can do sit up together something. GOD knows she needs it. All three start laughing. Rashawn: I can believe this man. He actually thinks he can beat me. For the record, he didn't beat Scar far and square. 'Ol slash face was distracted by that downfall guy and Bud 'Ass'ome rolled him up . Sh*t's disgusting. On some real though.....I don't got time for this. I need to get ready for those promotional tours after Wafermania. And when I have that Wealthyweight Title it will be perfect. I can go all out, spare no expense. T'Ron: Yeah, I feeling you there. Rashawn: I know what Wafer wants. He wants a champion that's got it all. The looks, the skills and the fame. I mean could you see Buddy Awesome on Pay-Per-View Promotional Posters? Hell No. And whether they know it or not the people need me as a champion. That title was created just for me. Rashawn cuts the T.V off and stands up off the couch. Rashawn: Come on. We do have some things to do. It's time to step up. Right know I'm just living ghetto fabulous. Big house, 5 cars, everything. That's not good enough. Since I am the future wealthyweight champion I will start acting like one. Look at us. We're from the street, and we are bangin'. Street Bangaz. How many people make it this far? There is nothing I can't do. I'm untouchable. I'm Untouchable Rashawn TiTan. I want to make sure everyone knows that, and they will. I'm doing good know. I'm going to be great. Mark my words, by Wafermania I will be the biggest name in the NWO and that is a promise......... -Break- |
