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||Washington D.C.|| ||Weezle is out eating some lunch, and trying to blend in so he won't be recognized. However, as the camera notices, he is not doing a good job. He is carrying around his trash can, which currently houses Tree and Slinkee, and he is wearing an orange/lime green tuque. He is also wearing an orange Weezle t-shirt and some gray sweat pants.|| ||Weezle ignores the small group of people (about a dozen or so) as he eats his Sloppy Joe.|| Yep. Sure is good. Just sittin here eating, not being a wrestler --cause I'm not. Yea, and it's really great not being Tree. And it's r-r-r-r-really great being S-s-s-s-slinkee.....D-d-d-damnit! Way to go Slinkee! You blew our cover! ||Now that his 'cover' has been blown, Weezle grabs his Sloppy Joe and runs away. He gets about two feet before Cleo runs into him, and Sloppy Joe splatters all over Cleo.|| *tsk* Like, that is SSOOO going to stain! Ah! Like, what's up your Tree! *giggles* Ah! Get away! *tsk* Be nice! ||Weezle picks up his trash can and starts to run away, but trips and falls.|| I'm, like, not going to hurt you. Ok... let's just get this over with. ||Cleo and Weezle go into a small cafe, and order some doughnuts.|| SSo, are you ready for RFA? Am I! You bet I am!! So is Tree, Slinkee, Trash Can, Stop Sign, 2x4, Hammer, Tack, Nail, Fist, and Foot! Ummmmm.....what? Gee silly! It's Roughneck, and I'm bringing all the party gifts to this one!! Gonna load up this here trash can and have a whole heck of a lot of fun! SSo, like, what about Drebbin? I wanna go. You can't! I'm the interviewer!! We'll see about that! ||Weezle emptys the trash can and slams on Cleo's head.|| *tsk* Ok, let me out! It is like, sso dark in here!! Hush! Slinkee gonna interview! ||Weezle grabs Slinkee and wraps it around the trash can.|| S-s-s-so, wh-wh-what about Dr-Dr-Drebbin? Me thinkin he has too much on plate. Why he want so much stress? And it seems like he already forgotten about match. He need to look at now, not next week! He have match with me and Sniper, and he should worry about that before fighting X. G-g-g-g-right. And Whipper-Snipper, don't worry, me haven't fogotten about you! You stole Keoki!! ||Weezle grabs Tree and starts smashing the trash can in anger.|| *muffled* OW! OW! Like, STOP!!! OW!! BWAAAAAAH!!! See that dented can? Well, I'm gonna do my damndest to make you face look the same!! Wh-wh-what, metallic w-w-with rivets? No, Slink! All dented!! Ah, r-r-r-r-r-r-gotcha. S-s-so, wh-wh-what the plan? Easy. Hit 'em. Hit 'em again. Hit 'em some more, then... hit 'em some MORE!! Th-th-that it? Hem hem, I wish! Me sure they get a coupla good licks in themselves, but I just be like 'CHIMMY CHIMMY CHUNGA!!!!' and come back! Th-th-th-that it? Yessum. That it! ||Weezle unhooks Slinkee, pulls the trash can off of Cleo, gathers his stuff, and jumps out the van as a dazed Cleo tries to gain his senses.|| |
