Post by Shawn Hollywood on Jul 28, 2007 0:39:27 GMT -5
Shawn is in an Edgecation, or whatever it's called, and he lays there, attempting to reach the ropes. One hand reaches forward, hits the ground, and starts to pull. He's progressed an inch. His hand goes up again, down, pulls, progressed. A couple more pulls and he'll be at the ropes. The hand goes up, down, pulls, DING! The bell rings and Punt gets off of Hollywood. Hollywood rolls to his feet, and immediately gets in the refs face.
What the hells was that!?
Ya tapped.
And I have a wife. Pfft. Your a lying son of a bitch! I didn't tap!
Your hand hit the ground three times sir.
What!? I was crawling to the ropes! Argh....Dumbass!
He is tempted to punch the ref right here and now.
Roach:As much as I hate Hollywood, I honestly didn't see the guy tap.
BuZz: Maaaan! You must be high. He tapped. TAPPED!
Roach: Then that was a slow tap.
Hollywood tries to hold his anger back, but that fails, and he hurls a fist into the refs face. The boos that filled the arena were now louder than before. He rolls out of the ring, and watches the ref hold his head in pain as he backs away from the ring.
Screw me over again you redneck piece of shit.
He backs all the way up to the announcers table and looks over at Roach and BuZz.
Roach: Sure he needs to let off some steam, but hit the ref? Come on!
BuZz: Daaamn! That was a nice shot. But man, he's getting crazy! Crazier than me on acid! Geez, I swear he needs meds or sooomethin!
His sights are set on the announcers, and he approaches the innocent bastards with a smirk. Hollywood approaches ROach and grabs him by the color.
Are you saying I tapped? Fuck you!
He spits in Roach's face and throws him to the ground.
BuZz: Ooooh snap! I'm next!? H-wood, man calm down! Heh! I didn't say aaaaanything! I'm your bud!
He throws Roach's chair out from behind the announcer's table, and then approaches BuZz. He grabs BuZz by the hat.
This hat is fuckin' retarded ya know?
BuZz: Wha? Ah come on man! Not the hat! Anything but the hat! Wait...What does the hat have to do with anything man!?
Shut the fuck up you crazy, pig fucking, dumbass, pussy, piece of SHIT!
BuZz's eyes widen as Hollywood smacks the glasses off of BuZz's face. He then grabs BuZz's beloved hat, and tears the sumbitch. He shoves the torn hat in BuZz's face, and then picks him up out of the chair. And then...
WHACK!
Fuck your mother!
WHACK!
Fuck your grandma!
WHACK!
Fuck your sister! And most of all....
WHACK!
Fuck you!
BuZz cringes in pain, holding his crotch as he falls to the ground. Hollywood delivered 4 huge kicks to BuZz's McNuggets. tears are actually seen in BuZz's eyes. Hollywood may have kicked his balls back up into his body! BuZz'll have to hit puberty again so they'll drop! Almost instantaneously security pours out from behind the back curtain. Shawn jumps the barrier and makes his way backstage through the fans that hate his guts.
What the hells was that!?
Ya tapped.
And I have a wife. Pfft. Your a lying son of a bitch! I didn't tap!
Your hand hit the ground three times sir.
What!? I was crawling to the ropes! Argh....Dumbass!
He is tempted to punch the ref right here and now.
Roach:As much as I hate Hollywood, I honestly didn't see the guy tap.
BuZz: Maaaan! You must be high. He tapped. TAPPED!
Roach: Then that was a slow tap.
Hollywood tries to hold his anger back, but that fails, and he hurls a fist into the refs face. The boos that filled the arena were now louder than before. He rolls out of the ring, and watches the ref hold his head in pain as he backs away from the ring.
Screw me over again you redneck piece of shit.
He backs all the way up to the announcers table and looks over at Roach and BuZz.
Roach: Sure he needs to let off some steam, but hit the ref? Come on!
BuZz: Daaamn! That was a nice shot. But man, he's getting crazy! Crazier than me on acid! Geez, I swear he needs meds or sooomethin!
His sights are set on the announcers, and he approaches the innocent bastards with a smirk. Hollywood approaches ROach and grabs him by the color.
Are you saying I tapped? Fuck you!
He spits in Roach's face and throws him to the ground.
BuZz: Ooooh snap! I'm next!? H-wood, man calm down! Heh! I didn't say aaaaanything! I'm your bud!
He throws Roach's chair out from behind the announcer's table, and then approaches BuZz. He grabs BuZz by the hat.
This hat is fuckin' retarded ya know?
BuZz: Wha? Ah come on man! Not the hat! Anything but the hat! Wait...What does the hat have to do with anything man!?
Shut the fuck up you crazy, pig fucking, dumbass, pussy, piece of SHIT!
BuZz's eyes widen as Hollywood smacks the glasses off of BuZz's face. He then grabs BuZz's beloved hat, and tears the sumbitch. He shoves the torn hat in BuZz's face, and then picks him up out of the chair. And then...
WHACK!
Fuck your mother!
WHACK!
Fuck your grandma!
WHACK!
Fuck your sister! And most of all....
WHACK!
Fuck you!
BuZz cringes in pain, holding his crotch as he falls to the ground. Hollywood delivered 4 huge kicks to BuZz's McNuggets. tears are actually seen in BuZz's eyes. Hollywood may have kicked his balls back up into his body! BuZz'll have to hit puberty again so they'll drop! Almost instantaneously security pours out from behind the back curtain. Shawn jumps the barrier and makes his way backstage through the fans that hate his guts.
