Post by Andrew Stone on Feb 11, 2021 12:50:20 GMT -5
"Hey baby" Andrew Stone said with a grin.
White powder covered his nose. There was a lil on the old coffee table in front of him. He sat on a dirty, stained, blue couch.
"How you doin? I was expecting a mouth hug last week. Of course I didn't get it, from you atleast. That's ok though. I got mine later that night." He said. "But another woulda been nice." He added with a wide grin.
"Y'know, Delores, I'm not one for women fighting like this. Yinz belong face down, ass up. Y'all don't belong in a ring. If doesn't matter how tough you think you are. It really doesn't. Fightin is a man's game. Yeah yeah yeah. I know that hot price of sex Ashlynn what's her face stomped out the geriatric leader of St Barnabis Retirement Community last week but that's different. That dude pisses in a bag. Me? I pisses on faces. Totally different."
He reached down, out of camera, and snorted. He came up with his eyes completely glassed over.
"You gotta try this. Shits expensive but it's sooooo fucking worth it." He sighed
"I guess you drew the short straw though cause you got the hottest motherfucker in wrestling today. Whatcha gonna do? Finally give me that mouth hug? I hope do. You got the lips for it. It'd be a shame if you lost your teeth. Then again..Gummer Hummers are nice from what I hear. It doesn't matter though. What matters is that you're in the wrong business. I mean it. You could be making me pancakes in nothing but your socks. Beats getting best up for a living, right? Exactly."
Andrew got up from the couch. His eyes grew wide.
"Not you again. Can't you leave me alone?" He asked.
On camera there was nothing to be seen but to Andrew? There was a gigantic demon. He looked like if the devil from the movie legend was a crackhead. Some teeth were missing and one horn was bigger than the other.
"Andrew Stone!" To he demon said in a deep voice.
Andrew ignored him
"Andrew Stone!" The voice came again.
Andrew shrugged.
"The fuck you want anyway? Round here calling my name and shit. Ain't you got better shit to do? I know I do. Fuck outa here with that shit." Andrew said.
"He finally gone." Andrew added.
He started to pace as if running a race.
"That fucker been coming here just saying my name for weeks. You can't give demons food or they keep coming back. Don't know why. Now where was I? Oh yeah. Dawn Monroe. So what's it gonna be? My balls are in your court."
Fade
White powder covered his nose. There was a lil on the old coffee table in front of him. He sat on a dirty, stained, blue couch.
"How you doin? I was expecting a mouth hug last week. Of course I didn't get it, from you atleast. That's ok though. I got mine later that night." He said. "But another woulda been nice." He added with a wide grin.
"Y'know, Delores, I'm not one for women fighting like this. Yinz belong face down, ass up. Y'all don't belong in a ring. If doesn't matter how tough you think you are. It really doesn't. Fightin is a man's game. Yeah yeah yeah. I know that hot price of sex Ashlynn what's her face stomped out the geriatric leader of St Barnabis Retirement Community last week but that's different. That dude pisses in a bag. Me? I pisses on faces. Totally different."
He reached down, out of camera, and snorted. He came up with his eyes completely glassed over.
"You gotta try this. Shits expensive but it's sooooo fucking worth it." He sighed
"I guess you drew the short straw though cause you got the hottest motherfucker in wrestling today. Whatcha gonna do? Finally give me that mouth hug? I hope do. You got the lips for it. It'd be a shame if you lost your teeth. Then again..Gummer Hummers are nice from what I hear. It doesn't matter though. What matters is that you're in the wrong business. I mean it. You could be making me pancakes in nothing but your socks. Beats getting best up for a living, right? Exactly."
Andrew got up from the couch. His eyes grew wide.
"Not you again. Can't you leave me alone?" He asked.
On camera there was nothing to be seen but to Andrew? There was a gigantic demon. He looked like if the devil from the movie legend was a crackhead. Some teeth were missing and one horn was bigger than the other.
"Andrew Stone!" To he demon said in a deep voice.
Andrew ignored him
"Andrew Stone!" The voice came again.
Andrew shrugged.
"The fuck you want anyway? Round here calling my name and shit. Ain't you got better shit to do? I know I do. Fuck outa here with that shit." Andrew said.
"He finally gone." Andrew added.
He started to pace as if running a race.
"That fucker been coming here just saying my name for weeks. You can't give demons food or they keep coming back. Don't know why. Now where was I? Oh yeah. Dawn Monroe. So what's it gonna be? My balls are in your court."
Fade