Post by Deleted on Feb 4, 2024 5:39:16 GMT -5
Driller is sitting down at the kitchen table eating a spinach omelet. His Cruiserweight Championship belt is resting on the table next to him. His mother enters the kitchen. While she passes him on her way to the Keurig machine, she smacks him in the back of the head.
Driller: Ow! What the fuck was that for?!
Mrs. Jaworski shoots him a look of fury.
Mrs. Jaworski: What did you just say to me?!
Driller sighs.
Driller: I’m sorry. What was THAT for?
She starts making her coffee.
Mrs. Jaworski: I heard what you said last week.
Driller: What?
Mrs. Jaworski: You didn’t show any compassion towards Andrew Jenson when you were talking about how he had a leg up on you in life even though his parents were dead.
Driller: Yeah, so? He did.
Mrs. Jaworski: Well, I don’t think he had an advantage over you growing up. I don’t care what his parents left him. You had your mother. He didn’t have his father OR his mother. If you ask me, you were richer than him.
Driller looks down, feeling annoyed but guilty.
Mrs. Jaworski: It’s like your opponent this week. I was reading up on him. He wasn’t brought up in some opulent lifestyle, but at least he still had his family. Six siblings and both of his parents.
Driller snaps out of his guilt and goes back to eating.
Driller: Yeah, well, TJ Alexander is an asshole anyway.
She stares at him in fury again.
Driller: He’s a BUTTHOLE anyway.
She sits down at the table with her coffee.
Mrs. Jaworski: May I ask why he’s a butthole?
Driller: He was in an indie promotion over in England and claims he was rejected by the other wrestlers over there because he was too good. If you ask me, it’s probably because he was too arrogant.
Mrs. Jaworski: Well, in your business, you have to be a little arrogant.
Driller: Maybe, but I have a real problem with a guy that sells his opponents short. Last week, he said that The Supermarks were a carnival clown act. These were two of his opponents in the Tag Title Match at Final Chapter. I’m not saying The Supermarks have been the most successful team in Action Wrestling and I’m not saying they’re not goofy, but they are competitors in AW nonetheless. If they didn’t deserve to be wrestling in the same ring as he and I, then they wouldn’t have AW contracts, let alone be granted a championship match.
He takes another bite of his omelet.
Driller: They did pretty damn good despite not winning the Tag Team Championships. Hell, I recall them giving TJ a double brainbuster on the outside floor. I’m sure he wasn’t thinking they were clown acts at that moment.
Mrs. Jaworski: Don’t talk with your mouth full.
He takes a swig of water.
Driller: And you know who took the losing fall in that match? TJ ALEXANDER, not Mark or Marky. He gave it his all, but he got pinned nonetheless.
He takes another bite.
Driller: It’s a good thing my match against him at Clash is a non-title match, because I don’t think he would have deserved a shot at my title anyway with his attitude. If he beats me, then maybe he deserves a shot; but if he doesn’t, he should go all the way to the back of the line- for any of the AW titles.
The house phone rings. Mrs. Jaworski gets up to answer it. Driller continues talking.
Driller: “Game Changer.” Pfft. He’s not changing my game.
Mrs. Jaworski answers the phone.
Mrs. Jaworski: Hello?
Driller: My game is the one where he gets dropped on his head a million times. He’s never changing that.
Mrs. Jaworski: FUCK YOU! DON’T EVER CALL HERE AGAIN!
Driller is startled by her outburst. She slams the phone down and storms out of the kitchen.
Driller: Who was that?
Mrs. Jaworski: Don’t worry about it!
Driller: Oh, okay then! Nice language you used on the phone, by the way!
Driller, angered at this mother’s curtness, stares at his omelet. He’s lost his appetite.
Driller: I fucking hate spinach anyway.
Driller: Ow! What the fuck was that for?!
Mrs. Jaworski shoots him a look of fury.
Mrs. Jaworski: What did you just say to me?!
Driller sighs.
Driller: I’m sorry. What was THAT for?
She starts making her coffee.
Mrs. Jaworski: I heard what you said last week.
Driller: What?
Mrs. Jaworski: You didn’t show any compassion towards Andrew Jenson when you were talking about how he had a leg up on you in life even though his parents were dead.
Driller: Yeah, so? He did.
Mrs. Jaworski: Well, I don’t think he had an advantage over you growing up. I don’t care what his parents left him. You had your mother. He didn’t have his father OR his mother. If you ask me, you were richer than him.
Driller looks down, feeling annoyed but guilty.
Mrs. Jaworski: It’s like your opponent this week. I was reading up on him. He wasn’t brought up in some opulent lifestyle, but at least he still had his family. Six siblings and both of his parents.
Driller snaps out of his guilt and goes back to eating.
Driller: Yeah, well, TJ Alexander is an asshole anyway.
She stares at him in fury again.
Driller: He’s a BUTTHOLE anyway.
She sits down at the table with her coffee.
Mrs. Jaworski: May I ask why he’s a butthole?
Driller: He was in an indie promotion over in England and claims he was rejected by the other wrestlers over there because he was too good. If you ask me, it’s probably because he was too arrogant.
Mrs. Jaworski: Well, in your business, you have to be a little arrogant.
Driller: Maybe, but I have a real problem with a guy that sells his opponents short. Last week, he said that The Supermarks were a carnival clown act. These were two of his opponents in the Tag Title Match at Final Chapter. I’m not saying The Supermarks have been the most successful team in Action Wrestling and I’m not saying they’re not goofy, but they are competitors in AW nonetheless. If they didn’t deserve to be wrestling in the same ring as he and I, then they wouldn’t have AW contracts, let alone be granted a championship match.
He takes another bite of his omelet.
Driller: They did pretty damn good despite not winning the Tag Team Championships. Hell, I recall them giving TJ a double brainbuster on the outside floor. I’m sure he wasn’t thinking they were clown acts at that moment.
Mrs. Jaworski: Don’t talk with your mouth full.
He takes a swig of water.
Driller: And you know who took the losing fall in that match? TJ ALEXANDER, not Mark or Marky. He gave it his all, but he got pinned nonetheless.
He takes another bite.
Driller: It’s a good thing my match against him at Clash is a non-title match, because I don’t think he would have deserved a shot at my title anyway with his attitude. If he beats me, then maybe he deserves a shot; but if he doesn’t, he should go all the way to the back of the line- for any of the AW titles.
The house phone rings. Mrs. Jaworski gets up to answer it. Driller continues talking.
Driller: “Game Changer.” Pfft. He’s not changing my game.
Mrs. Jaworski answers the phone.
Mrs. Jaworski: Hello?
Driller: My game is the one where he gets dropped on his head a million times. He’s never changing that.
Mrs. Jaworski: FUCK YOU! DON’T EVER CALL HERE AGAIN!
Driller is startled by her outburst. She slams the phone down and storms out of the kitchen.
Driller: Who was that?
Mrs. Jaworski: Don’t worry about it!
Driller: Oh, okay then! Nice language you used on the phone, by the way!
Driller, angered at this mother’s curtness, stares at his omelet. He’s lost his appetite.
Driller: I fucking hate spinach anyway.