Post by Jody Madrox on Nov 3, 2023 22:11:02 GMT -5
It opens up to a colorful world, where we see a puppet version of Jody sitting on a globe of the earth riding through space. As he steers the globe, he stops in a planet called “GLOBSBSKSKS” where he landed with other sock puppet habitants, as he heads to the statue of their leader, a sock puppet that looked like Draugr sans mask, he is stopped by other sock puppets.
Sock Guard 1: Hey You! SYOP IGHT HURR!
Sock Guard 2: YEAR WHURT HE SAID!
Then he flees the statue to find solace within a cave, so he ended up meeting a group of rocks who were hiding from the tyranny of the sock puppets. At first, they didnt get along with Jody until he pulled out some space weed, and they all smoked up the 30 pound sack of it. Then suddenly, the rocks came to destroy the statue, but it caused the sock puppetry to have an all out war…
Jody: Shit this isn’t right… I need something better!
JB: Really dude, you’ve been writing this short story for over three weeks now.
Then we see Jody and JB at a coffee shop somewhere, as the two men were drinking some spice pumpkin coffees, as Jody was on his laptop writing his story.
JB: Why not have it be written like a day in your life?
Jody: I mean I could, but i’m really boring as fuck though.
JB: Well didn’t you say that you used to run in the streets with your elder half bro back then?
Jody: I could but can’t see to reopen those tragic ass memories. I know that the deadline to put in my short story has passed, but I can’t seem to write shit.
JB: Well then, I'd say take a break from the stories and live your life. Maybe do what I do, and write random thoughts in a little journal. From time to time, I like to write shit down…
Jody looked at him with a curious mindset as he sipped his latte.
Jody: Really? Like what?
JB: Ahh, not something I need to share in public… y’ah know some private shit.
Jody: Whatever!
Jody phone then rings in his pocket, and it was one of the writing publishers who called to see if he had written a thing, after a brief discussion, Jody hung up the phone with his head down.
JB: What’s wrong man?
Jody: The publishing people dropped my ass. Now, I got nowhere to publish my shit in!
JB: Man, don’t worry about that.. Don’t you have an old blogspace where you used to write your stuff there? Why not bring it back and share it with the world?
Jody: Could be a plan… but you are right, just live my life… and see what I want to write in.
Then the two simply just chilled at the coffee spot for the rest of the day as it faded into the AW logo…nah we see that Jody was sitting in the alleyway alone, wanting to let out his thoughts about stuff.
Jody: Write in my thoughts huh? I mean, i’ve been doing that for a long time, hell I still remember when I wrote in my little notepad about putting my little manhood in a vacuum hole out of boredom, I guess I was a frisky child. Hell, I even wrote about Jessie Lee and how much I wanted her to be my mami on some wild shit… but that never came into the picture.
Just like me not winning no damn TV title, I kinda wrote in my little journal that I would quit tryin to be invested into scenes that don’t involve me. Not to count myself out, but I get tired of building this internal hype of something, then boom it gets flaccid. I guess, I knew full well that I wasn’t going to get a damn thing, then prior to that I wasn’t even on the show! I don't know what heat I did in the back, but damn that meant I lost a paycheck that week!
On the real, it gave me some time to think about what my next plan in AW is goin to be for me. Might not be lined in main event matches, contenderships and other wrestlin smarky mark terms that will go over a casual viewers head… to put in simple ass terms, get in, fight, get my check, and dip out on the next town over. With that said, I am taking on someone named Billy Ray Cash.
Whoever that is, I thought he sounded like Billy Ray Cyrus from achy breaky heart or ol town road with Nas X or something like that. But from the streets, I hear it’s an established AW dude who has been around the block. Well, you can say that he will be my toughest challenge yet within the four minutes we have on TV. Guess I have my work cut out for me in this case.
So Cash, put up or shut up is what I am tellin you movin forward. I’ll achy breaky your face in and send you back into that ol town road until you can’t ride it no more. I know you have the clout and best in ring shit, but will that stack up to a brawlin manic like myself?
Time will tell Billy Ray… see you in Oregon, G.
Then we finally see him get up from the alleyway, walking away from the scene as it faded into the AW logo.